9:56 a.m. - 2004-11-11
11/11 Drama
Last night was absolutely mad.
I should have known. I've been seeing 11:11 on the clock for years and have always considered the number 11 to be a powerful number.
At midnight, it became November 11.....11/11/2004.
So, about that time, Jeff really really wanted to go to Lola's. I told him I didn't want to go...he should have listened.
Chevy came strolling in and came straight to our table. He's such an ass. Fortunately I was sandwiched between my boyfriend and my little hot tamale Juan, so I was safe...but that didn't stop my stomach from spinning out of control. Don't like those kind of situations. Nerves no fun.
Chevy kept an eye on me the whole time I was there, and as I passed him on the way out I said, 'you're such a cocky mutherfucker' and shot him a go to hell look.
Drama.

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