hold your glass up high and we'll sing on and on

[threeplusfire]

All I want is high balls for everyone. And then, this fucked up world would seem alright.

So we went out to the Water Tank, a dive bar my father used to frequent. It's much less shady than it used to be, sadly, and we're relegated to smoking on the narrow patio. But smoking outside means you get to have wild conversations about Amsterdam with drunk old men wearing cowboy hats. It was a riot, especially when the teenage emo band boys were on the stage in the back. I wanted to call Sarah to come up there and rip their shirts off, they were so emo. Hah!

Four cocktails later and I'm not feeling any pain. Tyler's cracking horrendous comments about MILFs, and I spent most of the drive home trying to punch him in the chest. Right. Then there was this totally creepy doll stuck in the stair railing at our apartment. Tyler stole the doll and put it on my keyboard! I don't know what to do with it, it's that bizarre.

In case you haven't gathered, Tyler is a freaking lunatic. But we love him all the same because of his pretty blue eyes and that hot tattoo running down his right side. I don't know anyone who doesn't want to fuck Tyler. But apparently Tyler wants to fuck David Bowie and I'm sure we all want to see that.

I haven't cried in awhile reading fic. But I got all weepy reading the latest bit of Rach's fic and the scene in Egypt broke my heart for a million reasons.

Comments

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

I would only fuck old school David Bowie, back when he was in his Ziggy Stardust era, you know when you could blame it on the drugs like Mick Jagger did...

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

You can't blame it on the drugs sweetheart.

Aren't we sitting fifteen feet away from each other, why are we communicating via LJ?

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

Because we are so introverted this is the only way that we can communicate without ripping each other's clothers off ;P

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

This could be true, maybe we just need to use robot surrogates. :P

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

Postal robots?

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

If that's your kink, then I'm down with it. I could cover myself with stamps and packing tape if that would get you off.

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

NO! You must ask in that sweetly sarcastic voice if there is anything else you can do for me.


IT PUTS THE LOTION ON IT'S SKIN OR ELSE IT GETS THE HOSE AGAIN!

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Oh I can do that baby.

I do have a lot of lotion.

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

Ok, TRUCE!
Let's call in negotiators and settle this with a Treaty of Versaille

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I thought you hated the french, and now you want a threeway with a french chick?

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

NO! the treaty is signed in Versaille, the only thing the French have to do with it is location, and that is one part of me signing it is that the french have nothing to do with the agreement.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Than why the hell in France? We could go to Iutaly instead and pick up hot Italians.

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

Where the hell is Iutaly?

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

In the liquor cabinet, where I should be right now.

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

I think you are already there!

[rm.livejournal.com]

Just remember, that is not the last tale in this universe. Those won't come until the actual end, all these other random moments, are just that. It's a rough day though.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I just feel like Samwise, wondering how it could all possibly end. It's strange, because on one hand it is a funny, odd little moment. I don't know, maybe I read too much into it because I think about it all a little too much. Maybe it's the grey weather.

[rm.livejournal.com]

No, really, it is apparently really depressing, I just sort of missed it. Certainly it's a bleak time.

[alainn-sorcha.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, Tyler and Bowie. Now that's a movie I'd download.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Haha! It would be awesome.

[frostwalrus.livejournal.com]

I don't think you have the credit line...

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Oh come on, you'd have to give Sarah a freebie. She's a friend!

[alainn-sorcha.livejournal.com]

You underestimate my credit rating, Tyler.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Bwahahah. Still, I'll share my copy of it with you. :P