Laugh til you Puke

Anyway. Today was interesting enough. It began with me waking up half an hour before my 12:45 class, which would be kinda sad if i hadnt gone to bed at like 6. Then when that was over, it was time to start my paper that was due at five. It ended up being a page shorter than she asked for, but she's gonna have to deal. After that Charlie came over and we all drove to Troy to go the the goodwill to buy middle school dance party costumes. Charlie found a t-shirt that had planets and shit on it and said like space camp 1995 on it or something awesome, Kevin got this weird shirt with a cartoonish drawing on it and something about camping (sorry, i wasnt paying allll that much attention) Gus found a flannel jacket with a sweatshirthood, but decided he really didnt need to spend money on that, cheap as it was. i have to say i was inclined to agree, awesome as it was. After all, he still has a garbage bag full of manson and nine inch nails shirts, so might as well bust em out for some purpose. I founda shirt that said "swing dance club" on it, which would have been AMAZING, but it was huge on me. Then i found this corduroy mini dress thing, but it was 9.99 and i was like, this is funny, but it is soooo hideous, so its not worth 10 bucks. Instead i just bought my valentines--i thought they were 2.99, which sounded cheap, but upon closer inspection, definitely 2/99. Friggin awesome. The only downside is not having 30 friends to give them to and thus feeling unloved when i have a ton left over.
So afterwards we went to this diner in latham that--supposedly--we went to at one point in the past and Dan got hit on by the waiter. The place seemed vaguely familiar, but all diners are so similar, and i deFinitely would remember Dan getting hit on by a waiter. Anyway, we ordered a riDICulous amount of food. Mozzerella sticks, burgers, and then cream pies--except charlie was smart enough to abstain from pie. So the rest of us are sitting there, i pull a like whOle banana out of mine and just stare at it not knowing what to do, they tell me that that makes it healthy cause its fruit*.... No joke, these cream pies had crust, flavored filling, a layer of CAKE, and then a like three-foot tower of coagulated whipped cream. Who decided that cream pies werent filling or fattening enough and required cake? Basically, we sat there eating, getting more and more disgustingly full until we just wanted to die, but kept eating anyway. Kevin actually ate his entire piece, and he seemed like the most full before we even started. i left my cake and whipped topping and just ate my banana part with three giant pieces of banana in it. Arent you supposed to slice bananas before you put them in banana cream pie? I mean, slice them into little pieces, not take a banana and slice it in half, and then take another half to put in one slice of pie. So basically the point is that i said i wanted to take a picture of charlie with my cameraphone so i can have it come up when he calls, just cause my phone can do that so i might as well. And we kinda laughed cause it wasnt the ideal situation to be photographed, but as i said charlie was doin a LOt better cause he passed up pie. So i take his picture, and Gus is like, sure you dont wanna picture of me? And he took the cream from his plate (he'd actually asked for extra whipped cream by the way, which was way hilarious when it came and his plate had like the mass of saturn and the calories of a deep fried mars bar party) and smeared it all over his face. I'm still not sure how i managed to take the picture, but i somehow did. And then we all laughed til we came within millimeters of puking. And then charlie told us the story of a video he's seen of some kid who was being interviewed by a local newschannel, seemed fine, and then was suddenly like, i'm sorry, and puked all over the news desk. Awesome. And then later we turned on the TV and some news program was discussing whether Corey Feldman's testimony against Micheal Jackson will be admitted, and we were like WHAT!!!! but apparently hes not saying he was molested, which is really too bad. Speaking of molested, i'm looking forward to some tomorrow. i opened facebook for the first time in a while, and i had a message from jill saying:
"Fuck Everyone" Party
Message: hey you could go to that sad emo party---or come to our party, wear some fancy underpants, and play silly games like spin the bottle and suck and blow. your choice.
I'm not sure what she means by sad emo party...maybe she read my blog and is referring to the middle school dance party? But that is in no way sad. And not really emo, so i'm just confused by that part. But the part about spin the bottle and suck and blow? I am so excited. Charlie didnt know what suck and blow was, and seemed kinda horrified when i told him, so that should be absolutely fantastic. Hope no one gross goes if we're required to "fuck everyone"

*At my class today, we were talking about how the English dept. professors are gluttons, and how any baked good that appears in their dept office will only survive for twenty minutes max, and the professor was like, "the other day someone brought in macaroons, and I guess because they're somewhat nutritious they didnt go as fast" and we're all like ?? macaroons? nutritious? are you on crack? I mean, is coconut even a fruit? Or is it a nut? What the hell is a coconut? I know what its not though, and thats healthy. Especially when coagulated with a ton of sugar into macaroon form.

To check out Charlie's version of the night: http://charlie365.diaryland.com/050212_25.html