| Today, I am going to war with the gnats. Too long have they made a home in my apartment. All I have done, in taking out the trash, doing the dishes, and taking out the trash again, has gotten me nowhere. Now, all of this will change.
I will win!
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| I voted straight Democrat today.
I'm not a Democrat (or a Republican) and I feel dirrrty.
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| Yesterday started off badly. I broke up with my girlfriend, tossed my lunch in the car, and I didn't have any plans.
So I bought a bottle of Jager.
Then Courtney came over. I started to get drunk, and we headed to campus.
Then the party really started. Apparently, Courtney pleaded my case to the party-throwers. I didn't get in, and I don't care. Anyway, Ronnie came with us and we went back to his place for some more shots. About eight shots in, I started drinking out of the bottle. Jager is delicious, you know?
Then other people started appearing. Evan came over, drunk as fuck and eventually passed out on the couch. Sam got into town, too.
So it was a good time.
Then, everyone went to see what alcohol was left at the party. I didn't feel like stealing (or whatever they called it), so I stayed and watched Evan/rode my bike around/wore a cut-off hockey mask. When I got bored in five minutes, I decided to mess with Evan. Hopefully someone has the pictures. I didn't draw on him or do anything demeaning--I stacked things on him while he was asleep. I had backpacks, trash cans, and other items stacked on Evan, all the way to the ceiling. When people came back, they said not to fuck with him--blah blah blah. Then, they saw what I had done and thought it was pretty funny. Sorry, Eazy-Motherfuckin'-E, but I had to do it.
So we eventually broke up the group. That was maybe 3AM. I didn't get to bed until 6. Cartoon Planet was on TV when I got in.
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| I'm no longer single.
Hooray!
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