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[apocalypsos]

Note to self -- I'm not sure how good it is at repelling guys (probably not at all), but being a gorgeous, tall, stick-thin brunette who spends two entire bowling games dancing like a stripper and using the gay guy as a makeshift pole does a hell of a job at repelling most chicks standing nearby, that's for damn sure.

Also, attempting to see how high up in the air you can throw the bowling ball when it's your turn? Not exactly the least distracting thing in the world to the person in the next lane who's honestly trying to bowl.

I have no idea how I won two games in a row. I think I may have accidentally brought someone else's arm to bowl with.

So then all of us who were embarrassed as hell to be anywhere near those guys skipped out to go to this abandoned sanitarium near here that's haunted. I've been dying to go, but ... well, you know that really bad feeling you get sometimes? That big creepy internal warning alarm? That was the first time it went off in my brain in a loooong time, so I took the hint and begged off. Dude, if my brain's telling me tonight's a bad night for me to go to the haunted house, I don't go to the haunted house, you know what I mean?

Pirates today, assuming I don't fall asleep in my computer chair again. *sigh*

EDIT: Words cannot begin to describe how giddy the commercials for Project Runway that say, "New episodes this Wednesday!" make me. YAY! \o/

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[derryderrydown.livejournal.com]

See! Supernatural is educational!

On the downside, maybe everyone else gets to be rescued by the Winchesters.