The other night, C and I were at B's. Drank a little, smoked a lot. Then I went to A's after, still high as fuck. I felt like crashing so I just stayed there even though he had to leave for work. Thus the rant post yesterday.
Went to (or gatecrashed?) a birthday last night. C's cousin invited us (the one that we were with at the Ska Fest). But C said the celebrant actually invited us through his cousin. ANYWAY. Was actually feeling lazy to go out because it jusht feelsh sho good to curl up on the bed on a wainy night. Aww. Whatever, I still went anyway with C and J. It was okay. There weren't any food left when we got there but there were still enough alcohol to go around. The birthday celebrant is supposed to be the son of a famous 90's musician, so it was like a jam party. They had an electric guitar and a bass guitar set up, and also a cajon. People took turns jamming (I really hate that word). When it was C and J's turn, it was CRAZY, like everybody loved them crazy. It was kind of cool, I guess. You know what happens next. They played the entire night alternating with the guitar and the bass, people singing along from time to time when they happen to know the song. And then there was this girl who was ogling at C the whole night. He's got an admireeeer. Ha ha! Okay, so maybe C and J really are good together. Never really took them seriously, honestly. They've been in the band scene too long, you know, with different bands. But now that they're together in the same band I think it might actually work.
