tales of jill and lisa part 1

When everything's a little clearer in the light of day
And you know the night is always gonna be there any way
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight

Our lovely president gave a speech today and pronounced the word "heinous" "HAY-knee-us." He should teach med/surg and skills.

Katie and Adriana and I went for dinner and a walk tonight and ran into this bear holding a fish. There is no water anywhere around here, so I have no idea what the hell it was doing just hanging out on Dartmouth. Anyway, then we saw some cool 13 year-olds and I really wanted to play with them. Made me all sentimental about being 13 and hanging out with my best friend, Lisa. (Lisa, what the fuck? Are you reading my blog or what?)

So as I was saying, one time Lisa and I took a shot of everything from my mother's liquor cabinet (how 80's is a liquor cabinet) and mixed them all together in a pitcher with water and then drank as much as we could...then we dumped the rest of the pitcher in the backyard and killed a patch of grass. I seem to remember there were tornado warnings that day. And we were both puking our guts out. When my poor mother came home from work, I told her I had the flu and she took really good care of me. If jews believed in hell, I'd be on my way for that one.

Lisa and I got into tons of trouble. My father says that my children are now payback for what Lisa and I did as kids. Nice.

So did you like my comment on Katie's blog about getting drunk in Liz Waters and then getting kicked out by a surly housefellow cuz i told the Pizza Pit driver (after seeing the side of the box that said, "free, fast, and hot") "that's how i like my men?" That was 18, btw, but still...forever clever...

Oh, and one more thing. I did NOT mean to hit anyone in the head with a Twix bar. Let's never forget that moment though.