Dec 10, 2008 15:18
So a vast portion of yesterday sucked goat nads in a serious way. The Spawn was satan incarnate, the Nuggies were on a rampage from hell, and Doggle was producing farts of such stanky heinosity that I was dying. Not to mention I all reay felt like shit and whatever small shred of patience I posessed had headed for the hills long ago.
Then...
I went home late and Stu texted me that he was out of school and at the Vifwah. Went and had some beers. Pretty good. Went and dropped off my car at home and we got him gas (due to how much I rock he got gas even ass cheaper than I did) and headed over to jester's. Of course I forgot my ID and it was the one time I got carded in a year...Eh. Headed for home and Wal*Fart. Some idjit tried to kill us dead, but we survived and got stuff and things after looking at stuff and things we couldn't afford. Went back home, Stuart proceeded to make pizza rolls, I proceeded to stuff a snowball down the back of his shirt. He make satisfying noises of the "OMFG there's a fucking snowball down my shirt and drawers" variety, I laughed like an unhinged thing. Ate food, watched a movie, went to bed.
Amazing how a friend can turn a hellish day into a good night.
You rock man.