Another Outlet for My Reality Obsessed Self

The pixies bring good memories to mind. (first of all, i love the funky bass, but let me continue). I was 21 , living in pensacola florida, in a house in a cool part of town, called East Hill... all old homes. i worked at this club, called seville, which is like 10 clubs in one... a dance club, a country spot, a live band, a jazz club, etc.... on the nights i didnt work, Debbie , my roommate and i , used to play the pixies while we got ready to go out. we would sit in our own rooms, blare the pixies in the hallway, while our stoner roommate (who dealt pot out of our freezer- ) brian, (who got me the hook up on prescrips), would pop in and out loading bongs for us and bringing them to us while we curled our hair. we would be downing rolling rocks while we took no-doze to get the good buzz on. it really is a miracle how we ever arrived anywhere. we didnt stop till we were wasted...every time. we always fought to drive, cause we each liked driving impaired so much. i usually won, because i had a ford probe, and she had a corolla. haha.
We would play where is my mind by the pixies over and over ( you must know by now that i am an over and over again kind of girl, when it comes to music, you pervs!). We would go to seville and she would flirt with this one chef guy and i would flirt with his roommate bar-back. it was so innocent (besides the driving drunk, driving stoned, driving on prescrips, driving on no-doze mixed with all of the aforementioned, the bong hits and beer, and stumbling around a nightclub wondering how in the hell we got there).
we would meet up in the bathroom and just gush over each other in our altered minds- i am so glad we are friends, i love you, you are the best.... we felt so HAPPY. ever felt that way?
Debbie got accepted to Berkeley Law school that summer, so we packed up and went ..i was a tag-a-long. we continued our lives but this time in downtown ghetto san francisco. we were peachy's puff's girls together (cigarette girls- carried heavy trays around to the bars - got chauffered around by less than shady dudes but wtf we were untouchable ,right??) we had a great time. i met my dh in cali, and eventually we moved to tejas and got married. debbie was the maid of honor at the wedding , but we grew up and apart. i miss those days though.... i am kind of margaritad right now, and just reminsicing. thought id take you down memory lane. and this was a "calm " memory . life was fun. still is ,but in a room mom, planning an 80's party for my "moms group" , dying easter egg kind of way.