dreams do come true

well, shit. if i get struck by lightning, know i earned it.
lady luck is on my side.
i got hired at papyrus.
i'm in love with amit.
hot tender texted me. and we're hanging out on monday. what?

i got sooooooooooooo drunk last night.

me and al and matt went down to elixir about seven (after having a cocktail at home).
they weren't playing the sox games so we had to go somewhere else. (matt.)
we went down the street to 500 and bought a round and then katie came to meet us. i think i had four drinks there.
then we went to elixir after the game and as i approached the bar, so did he.

"hey lucille, what are you having?"

(swoon, sigh, omg)

"whiskey diet."

i bought everyone's drinks.
i wrote my number on a napkin and hung onto it for a while.
i dont remember much of this part of the night.
katie was talking to a hella hot indian dude.
i leaned across the bar.

"hey."

"sup?"

"i'm trying to hang out with you."

"cool. sunday?"

"no."

"monday?"

"ok."

"what do you want to do?"

"whatever. here's my number."

he takes the napkin and lights it on fire with the candle and blows it out. (omg hawwwwwwwt.)

"i'll call you on monday."

i have no idea what happened after that.
i imagine i was hella drunk and chatting with someone or no one, or trying to text, maybe squinting one eye... hahaha i kill myself.
i remember maybe saying like, "you better call me." and him saying, "i'll call you on monday."
then like katie and i were linked arms, maybe running? i lost a shoe. i found it. i woke up.

haha waking up was hilarious. katie like got up out of bed like chasing after whoever was leaving the house because she had dreamt that someone was here and being sneak and scandalous.

i guess we ate pupusas when we got home. katie told me this. and then al told me that matt puked on the street twice. hahaha omg. and we were like home by midnight. ridiculous.

i looked at my phone this morning and had a text from John from last night at 11:42 saying, "Hey lucy. this is john."
werid that he called me lucy bc he always calls me lucille. which i love.
i texted back at 11:52am "yo john. sry i was so wastey."

katie and i walked to a garage sale and otw there we stopped at this like mexi church weekend fiesta block party food from all over the world and i got a pupusa and a diet coke and felt amazing.
the garage sale ruled and we got a rug, a lamp, and a beer for $11.
carrying the rug home was amazing bc it was huge and i was drinking a beer out of a red cup. we walked by elixir and made eye contact with john who was in there sitting at the bar. ?
when we got home i had a text from him saying, "no worries. these things happen to the best of us."

then i went with al to her uncle's house.
we took the muni then bus 47 (on which al and i both became hungover) and then hiked a huge hill to her uncle's house. which is amazing. we went up on the roof and got beers and met hella amazing great people and watched the blue angels jet show. it was soooooooo coooooool.
at one point they made a heart in the sky and then an arrow going thru it.
omg.
then we ate hella bomb croissandwiches and baked doritos and stella artois and cigarettes and laughing.
then cody and matt picked us up and we came home and ian smoked me out and cody found his license and katie and al made dinner and now im going to eat it.