Krista came to my house around 730 and we waited for Ronny, who said he would be our DD for the night.We got a quick bite to eat at Cocoas, where we spent our time choking on our food from laughing so hard. Kylie and Jessie met us there, and we followed them to Monique and Merrile's. All the while, we were singing at the top of our lungs to Lissie, Taking Back Sunday, Tegan and Sara, and the Bloodhund Gang.
Once we got there, we said hey to Andi and Brana, and decided that since it was still early and Josh wasn' even at his own party yet, that we shoud go get some drinks to bring back.
The five of us (not including Andi and Briana) drove to Albertsons, and walked around the grocery store for a bit, killing time. Ronny was throwing balls at Krista and I, and we somehow got onto the subject of my chest. It sort of extended from Valentine's dinner. He said that I was very pretty and volumptious, and then turned to Krista and they said, "And by that last part, I mean huge-ass titties." Basically last night, we turned it into a pickup-line, lol.
Back at the party, Brandon gave me my first shot of jagger and was proud of me for downing it "like a champ." He was excited to be the one to give it to, lol. After that, I made my girly fruity drinks: Absolut Raspberry mixed with Sparkling Lemonade, and Absolut Pineapple with Hawaiian Punch, pretty much awesome. And I drank way too much of both, three classes of the first mix, about four of the second.
At one point, Krista, Ronny, Andi, Greg, Nicole, and I all ended up inline for the restroom (Krista and I went together everytime and everytime we came out, some guy would make a remark about how hot it was). Anyway, Krista was talking to people and started lifting up her skirt to go to the bathroom and then realized what she was doing. I shut the door really quickly and fell to the floor laughing. It was hysterical. And we definitely bonded last night. I don't think there's anyone else I'd want to be that fucked up with.
There are videos of me dancing somewhere-- oh the horror. And I taught Josh how to do my 1-2-step, and Stanky Leg, it ws hilarious. He got a "Tuggie" for his birthday; which is basically a snuggie for his dick-- in cheetah print.
I met some really great people last night; Stu, who is basically the most kick-ass down to earth guy I've ever met, he also gave me my first taste of Jack Daniels; Justin, who was otherwise known as cigarette guy or Jay, who sort of set off this chain of weird flirtations for the rest of the night; Taylor, who I'd heard a lot about, who was hitting on me and holding my hands; and "Cowboy" Josh, who was gorgeous and took Taylor's flirting a few steps further. I spent the entire night flitting between those guys, Josh, Ronny, Krista, Hippi, Andi, Brandon, Sean, Nicole, and Megan. Every once in a while, Sean and I would find one another and hug, or stand close to get warm; and people I had no clue about asked if I was "THE Molly, Josh's sister, Molly?" And of course, I am; apparently the legend of my 21st lives on.
I was very honest last night and the best part of it? I was drunk, but not drunk enough to forget everything that had happened. I told Ronny how much he means to me, repeatedly. I told him that being with him makes me feel safe and that he's one of my best friends. I told Brandon the same thing, because it's true. But I'm not apt to say such sugary sweet things to guys f I can help it. And Josh, well, we hugged it all out repeatedly-- "I love you, man; you're my brother." "Molly, I fuckin' love you, you're my sister for life, my best fuckin' friend." Brandon ended up keeping me warm most of the night, but Ronny was my pillow and anchor whenever I felt too dizzy.
I guess I just had a really good time.
It definitely contrasted the night before, and I was glad that I didn't ask my ex if he still wanted to go-- I have no doubt we would have hooked up and gone farther than we needed to.
The only things I wish I could change about last night: I wish we had taken more pictures, there's a few of me and Krista, but they're all shaky because I was laughing so much; and that I hadn't had my phone on me.
Looking back on last night, it really should be illegal for me to have my phone on me while I'm drinking to excess. I went through my messages this morning, mortified. They're funny, but oh my god, why? I was texting with my friend Josh (not brother Josh, or Cowboy Josh; completely different, but super awesome Josh) and he basically told me straight up that I was the horniest drunk he's ever met.
Next time I go out, I'm going to put whoever is DDing on phone-duty too.
Overall though, it was an amazing night. I felt good, looked great (which I heard all night from sober people and then from the same people once they weren't so much anymore), and I spent the night with some pretty kickass people.
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