It’s Friday night, I’m single, and I’m laying in bed. Watching Star Wars. At least I managed to not binge eat any Ben & Jerry’s. Oh, and there’s booze involved. Of course.
Oh, and did I mention that I have spent the last hour perusing You Tube?
It just so happens that I found a perfect video to commemorate my waste of an evening. Please to enjoy drunk Yoda.
I love it when he’s saying he has bitches coming over. And the drunk dialing is hilarious.
I need to get a life in the worst way. Pretty sure that admitting to the public that I’m staying at home on a Friday watching Star Wars and watching Yoda video is not going to get me laid.
Filed under: pathetic
Hey!! Me too! Except there’s no alcohol and it’s just me watching Psych on TV. Oh, man, I feel lame.
Damn it. I forgot that Psych was on. Love that show! -CS
don’t feel bad. i love you.
commitment. i force you into it.
Are you going to make me talk about my feelings now? -CS
Friday night is a great time to go to the pool at my gym. The people with cool lives are out doing stuff and I can get a lane to myself and swim backstroke.
That’s a smart idea. I considered going to the gym but it would have required that I change out of my pajamas. -CS
If it makes you feel any better, it’s a Friday night and I’m commenting on blogs.
That does make me feel better! -CS
I can’t say that you won’t get laid, it’s just that you will get laid by some guy with a lisp that says “call me shiney, a term used in the movie Firefly and the series called Serenity.”. He’ll fall in love with you and you’ll never get that kind of love ick off of you.
If it makes you feel any better, the only meaningful conversation I can have is with a stripper. Otherwise, it’s a lot of “I’m easy but I’m not taking you home.”. No amount of Friday-Sunday drinking can fix that.
Personally. I’d do you before, during, and after the opening credits, during the main love scene, during the main fight scene, and during the closing credits. And that is just because your writing is awesome. Show me a nice set of cleavage and I’ll never let you go.
Wait … clingy isn’t good.
OK, I’ll play hard to get and do you only five times during the movie.
I’m not sure whether to be delighted or scared… -CS
Ohh don’t worry about that. You could have been standing around in a boring place with people almost slobbering down your shirt and half grabbing your ass. Ice cream and Star Wars beats that any day.
Or, being caught on film standing to close to a really unattractive dude so it looks like you’re making out, just because the dude leaned towards you exactly when the picture was taken. Having pics like that on the pubs website is bad shit.
You say all of those things like they’re bad things. I don’t mind a little grab ass from time to time. -CS
Haha, I was watching Psych just like Jane Moneypenny.
I love that Yoda’s ex is called Kimberly.
How hilarious was that?? I heart drunk Yoda. -CS
Crazy… I just read your post… there must be something about the word “patheticness” since I used the same word in my blog post today…
We can be pathetic together…
Let’s totally start our own club. -CS
LMAO. That was funny. Thanks for using your wasted night to find us entertainment.
That’s what I’m here for! -CS
Rehab, Yoda needs.
Correct are you. -CS
Listen, I did my part by sending you that awesome picture I took in Wegman’s last night. Yeah that’s right, I drove 25 minutes to go food shopping on a Friday night. I am so hot.
I totally would have gone with you, if you had asked.
-CS
I was waiting for the throwing up part the whole time – and Yoda didn’t let me down!
Yoda would NEVER let you down! -CS
You wanted to meet me for food shopping? My bad. I thought you were hanging out with your mama.
Yoda blowing chunks was the epitome of patheticness, and the hieght of hilarity! Thanks for sharing!
(And no, you aren’t pathetic at all – there are plenty of really great geeks who’d do you in a minute if they learned you were watching Star Wars on a Friday night!)
That makes me feel so much better. I think. -CS