Before this Afternoon

Well from what I can remember, not just because of alcohol, but because it has been a couple weeks is that Pocahontas and I wanted to go out and have a grand old time, just the two of us! It had been forever since we had done that. Well, Morgie, Pokie who received her name because of her slowness of getting ready needed a night out and joined us. Subconsciously I don’t think we liked that because we were complete bitches to her the whole night. Not meaning to but it happened. Live and learn we have to keep our emotions under raps. This is also the night I FINALLY received my nickname, which has become the ongoing joke. Pocahontas never drinks miller light just like I NEVER (or try to) drink bud light. However, that night the Spanish corrupted the Indian. Lauren drank a pitcher of miller with me. Now my name is Hime. It may not be grammatically or culturally correct it just makes sense to us.

At bar closing time, I decided we should all go cabrewing the next day. It seemed like a good idea. When we got home/back to Pocahontas house we decided to eat and get changed. We went upstairs so Pocahontas’ balcony so she could smoke and had some chat time. We see this guy who from a distance looked pretty cute, so I yelled at him and invited him to our “party”. Not thinking this guy would say yes, he accepts. So here we are with this guy named Mike (at the time he said his name I told him he would have to go, I already had enough Mikes in my life) but he stayed. We decided to take Morgan out to her car thinking this guy would just leave to, but he didn’t. So instead of David, the male of the group kicking this guy out, it became my job to do it. I told him, “look we are all going to bed now” in which re responds “ok” then takes a step inside. I say, “well we are going to bed together and not with you. Hopefully we see you around sometime. Thanks for stopping by!” I shut the door, lock it and ran away from the creeper.