If you don't know what the Jesus thing is, see the below post.
I just wrote out this long recap for my friends, so I thought I'd share it here too. Mildly entertaining.
Last night:
Was having the best time - hanging out with this cool chick I met - we left the club we were at and went to have some wine at this cute little wine bar. Later we went to meet back up with everyone else and grab something to eat at a late night Mexican place. I was in line for about a half hour, finally going to order, when two girls started fighting and throwing each other on the floor. (Indianapolis is that kind of city...the people are relatively trashy).
Anyway, I don't know what got into me, but something clicked and I turned into this motherly-type figure who wanted to help the girls out. I pulled one girl away (there were guys/girls/cooks fighting at this point), and told her that she's wasting her time/it's not worth it. She was cool and appreciated it. Then I went to get another girl and tried to walk her out. Suddenly, some girl started punching me. I was so shocked/had no idea what was going on, so I just stood there, genuinely confused, asking her if she just punched me. I couldn't really feel it, but she was yelling at me for calling her something (???) and it was altogether confusing. I didn't fight back because like i said, i was so in shock, and I wouldn't fight anyway. Not worth it to me. Plus, I've never been punched, so it was just weird. (BTW, now I know what guys are referring to when they say "girl punches.")
The worst part is this, though: My blackberry must have flew out of my hand, because it was stolen by some guy in the restaurant. He called us on my friend's phone to brag that he had it. I had it turned off within 20 minutes, and the call to my friend was the only one he made, but now I have to go get a new bb. Really sucks because I just got that one in October.
Oddly enough, I felt like something bad was going to happen prior to going out, and thought that I probably shouldn't go. I should have trusted my instincts.
All in all, really bizarre. I can't believe people sometimes. And I can't believe I was in a position to get punched. My dad called me 'Mike Tyson' when I stumbled out of bed this morning. (The disconnect being that Mikey T. actually throws punches, unlike your's truly.)
I just wrote out this long recap for my friends, so I thought I'd share it here too. Mildly entertaining.
Last night:
Was having the best time - hanging out with this cool chick I met - we left the club we were at and went to have some wine at this cute little wine bar. Later we went to meet back up with everyone else and grab something to eat at a late night Mexican place. I was in line for about a half hour, finally going to order, when two girls started fighting and throwing each other on the floor. (Indianapolis is that kind of city...the people are relatively trashy).
Anyway, I don't know what got into me, but something clicked and I turned into this motherly-type figure who wanted to help the girls out. I pulled one girl away (there were guys/girls/cooks fighting at this point), and told her that she's wasting her time/it's not worth it. She was cool and appreciated it. Then I went to get another girl and tried to walk her out. Suddenly, some girl started punching me. I was so shocked/had no idea what was going on, so I just stood there, genuinely confused, asking her if she just punched me. I couldn't really feel it, but she was yelling at me for calling her something (???) and it was altogether confusing. I didn't fight back because like i said, i was so in shock, and I wouldn't fight anyway. Not worth it to me. Plus, I've never been punched, so it was just weird. (BTW, now I know what guys are referring to when they say "girl punches.")
The worst part is this, though: My blackberry must have flew out of my hand, because it was stolen by some guy in the restaurant. He called us on my friend's phone to brag that he had it. I had it turned off within 20 minutes, and the call to my friend was the only one he made, but now I have to go get a new bb. Really sucks because I just got that one in October.
Oddly enough, I felt like something bad was going to happen prior to going out, and thought that I probably shouldn't go. I should have trusted my instincts.
All in all, really bizarre. I can't believe people sometimes. And I can't believe I was in a position to get punched. My dad called me 'Mike Tyson' when I stumbled out of bed this morning. (The disconnect being that Mikey T. actually throws punches, unlike your's truly.)
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Some girl punched me once, I didn't hit her back - same deal, not worth it. It happened at a Chamillionaire show (it was free because my friend was opening and I work for the bar's owner).
I just kinda stood there in shock and then I told my friend who was loaded and she was all like "that's too bad but I think I'm going home with this dude so I need my keys back, peace."
Good times.
Wait...some dude not just stole the phone but took the time to call your friend to brag about it? Geez, what a prick!! even by phone thief standards!
I think the Karma thing has more to do with your mysterious personality, like how you only take photos of yourself from behind, is that because you are like some kind of new breed of vampire that has evolved to to be seen in mirrors but only from behind?
I suppose that is an improvement over the normal vampires as no reflection in a mirror is a undead give-away, if you pardon the pun.
I discovered your blog because I am a huge fan of Phillip Mccracken and phillip mcCracken links to you on his blog roll. I think you should consider giving McCracken some kind of reward for throwing you a new reader. if I put you on my blogroll you would be getting at least 5 more hits a day than you are now. Holy crap I know you are thinking, just keep up the good work and I will do everything possible on my end to speed up the approval process and get you those 5 extra readers. With all the money you will make from ad sense you can probably buy yourself a new i-phone instead of the crappy ghetto blackberry you are still using.
Your new cyber-pal
Romius T!
Hi Romius--nice to have ya!
yeah..been there. But club fight.
Pulled a girl off my friend, and then her other friend, much bigger friend, maybe I should Capitalize BIGGER friend, picked me up by my neck, right after the much smaller friend dumped a beer down my new white blouse.
Thing was... I didn't hit like a girl..the smaller friend did.
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