Went to the Punchline Comedy Club last night with Janet. Our old middle school friend, Matt, who I haven't seen since the 8th grade, invited us out. I'm glad I went. It was a lot of fun. The first 2 people were a little crass. But the headliner, Jim Short, was great. Australian guy. I came out of the club wanting to insert "bloody" in every other sentence. But I know how awful I would sound, so I held back and spared myself the embarassment.
Before I left, my mom asked, "You're going out AGAIN?" I told her, "Hey, what can I say, your daughter is popular." She laughed in my face. I told my dad the same thing while he was in the living room. Also laughed in my face. Man, I get no love.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
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3 comments:
it's ok. it's not as bad as both your parents telling you to stop eating and to exercise more. -__-;; seriously, they get mad at me for going out at night, UNLESS i'm going to go jogging. * sigh *
it's ok, they're your parents. they're just doing that to keep your head from getting bloated. no one likes a big head. at least, i don't.
actually, it's not ok.
j/k. i just didn't want to start off my comment with "it's ok"
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