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04/12/2003: "Drunk people love me"

Drunk people are so nice to me. My dear best friend Matt got majorly sloshed for the first time ever this weekend, and after he finished telling me five times that he was having a hard time pressing the right keys, he got all sentimental on me:

MColbyB: brooke I love you like a friend
MColbyB: im going to bed
MColbyB: love you brooke thanks for caring for me

I love how he has to clarify, "like a friend," like we're back in 5th grade. "He's not my boyfriend, he's a friend that's a boy!"

I think people should say nice things to me more often. :D

Replies: 4 Comments

Hey all I am McolbyB and Brooke is a great friend too, she is awesome! I do love her, I wish she would sleep with me but she always says no. I figured if I told her i loved her as a friend I might get some, wish me LUCK ;) -Matt PS I AM VERY SOBER!

Matt, Sunday, April 13th

Bwahahahahahahahaha...the more sober he gets, the snarkier he gets...And Matt, I'm telling your MOTHER you said that!

Brooke, Sunday, April 13th

Go ahead she won't care she knows I have pictures of you all over my room anyways she is over it. :-D

Matt, Sunday, April 13th

I used to think many years ago, that asking a girl for sex before a proper introduction, was decidedly improbable[0] - the odds are, you'll get slapped if you attempt to proposition someone out of the blue.

Then I met a girl at work who had met her boyfriend at a gas station in a manner befitting of a complete slut. Christie was pumping gas, and afterwards, she asked the guy if he'd like to come over after his shift, and screw[1].

My stupid ideal ran into reality's knife - it ran into that knife, ten times.

0: A stupid ideal is afoot.
1: Reality trumps the ideals.

dot, Monday, April 14th