Party Planning 2011

So today is an awesome day, because my friend SJ is throwing a party for the release of Heff-a-WHat??

The day started with SJ texting me at 9:30 in the morning, like a crazy person, which she proceed to be throughout the day. Anyway i basically filled a cooler with beer, my beer, and the skittle vod, and was on my way to get KMac, who is our KABlogger of the evening, in green.

my day started with a whole lot of NOTHING! and that is just the way i like it. eventually when i got out of my coma, i contacted lp to get this party started! she planned on being at my apartment at 445 so when it turned 450 i automatically thought she was dead. spoiler alert: she wasn't. so after she chased me down with her car and she had a heart to heart to heart with my boyfriend/her lover (I FUcking LOVE Emilio.) we went along our merry way to the happiest place on earth: pathmark.

AKA Ghetto pathmark. KMac lives in kind of a sketch place (UNDERSTATEMENT), and really my licence plate might as well have said rape me. ANyway eventually i was surrounded by friends who are much stronger then i am, and felt a-okay. So we got to Pathmark, and i'm immediately complimented on my awesome hat, that i've been wearing around the house since purchase. Then we bought shit, but i forgot the lemons. Long story. Also KMac was high as a fucking kite, but couldn't take the time out to help me pick out snacks. Really? (EXCUSE ME that's called bonding time.)

after pathmark we decided to make our way to sj's house to do it to it. as we reach our final destination (which i'm glad we did because lp drives like an ASSHAT) (when driving, or in any store (that's not the one i work at) my philosophy is: Get the fUck out of my way). we realize that of course sj isn't home. who stays home to meet their friends when they can go to target?(Also we were running late, bitch). so of course our only option is to drink, and that's when we saw the most magical being you could see at a charlie brown's in millburn.

Basically we meet Captain Jack Sparrow, no joke. We ignore him as he's going on about some radio program, and proceed to enjoy a delish Sam Adam's seasonal: Nobel Pils (the first of many good beers this evening, if i do say so myself). Then we fucking buy SJ the most expensive burrito of all time, and wait outside her apartment with all our shit.

Lauren failed to mention lemons. fucking lemons. we forgot to buy them at pathmark, but sj is at target where i know they have a produce section. sj swears up and down there are no lemons. i call shenanigans on that. so, being the asshole she is she sends us this picture to prove these were in fact the only lemons in target.

i call her a LIAR. turns out i'm the asshole and she was at a different target. my bad. long story short, we have more lemons that god now. True Story.

In conclusion, it's party time. We go gotta bounce.