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Marcy Playground - A Cloak of Elvenkind

Why yes, this is indeed the same Marcy Playground that sings "Sex and Candy." But I can't help it, I love this whole album. Truth.


So as I previously mentioned, I was a lame-o last night. But I'm okay with it. So my friend came over and we watched Sex and the City, and then we decided it was incredibly warm in our apartment, and we went outside. It was there that I had the most awkward encounter of my life.

I don't know why it was so awkward, but it was a kid that I haven't seen since last year, and hadn't communicated with at all, and it was incredibly awkward. And really, there's plenty of people that I've seen this year that I haven't talked to in forever, and it wasn't awkward. But this certainly was. So we awkwardly parted, and my friend and I went back into my apartment.

So upon returning, we watched Running With Scissors, a movie that would have been better had I not read the book. However, partway through, for some unknown reason, we started having an incredibly vicious wrestling (wrastlin') match. It really got out of hand, but I'm proud to say that I was the obvious victor.

The only problem was that we shredded our couch cushions. This happens all the time. Our couch has been sewn back together over a dozen times so far this year. The only thing is that it's generally the sign that people have been hooking up on the couch. Of course, we weren't hooking up, but we figured we might as well pretend.

So we left condoms out on the table, she put on a pair of my pants, and when my roommates got home, they felt incredibly awkward seeing us cuddle on the couch, and I loved it.

So at about 3 I drove her home, and I said to myself, "I'm in a car, I might as well go to Meijer." So I hit it up, and upon walking in the store, I immediately decided that I needed to buy bacon (obviously). So I bought my bacon, and returned home. By this point, it was 4 o'clock or so, which meant (follow me here) I decided it was time to take a shower.

When I get out, I look at my phone to set my alarm, and I see that someone texted me while I was showering. I open up my phone, and my friend sent me this exact text: "Chum." No explanation. So I send her back the appropriate response ("Hoe") and went to sleep.

She never responded.

I called her today, and apparently she had gotten drunk and passed out long before 4:15, so who knows how she managed to text me then, but it made me giggle. So now I just have to figure out what she was talking about. My guess: she was dreaming about fishing for sharks. What else could it be?