"Can they really say, 'Bang my girlfriend,' on TV?"
I was extremely sad today. Depressed enough to make myself take a nap to help kill the day.
But now that's over. My mom left me a message and she's no longer mad at me (of course I left a message earlier in the day that more than likely had a heart-felt quiver in my voice-- I intentionally left it at her house knowing she'd be at work because I didn't have the balls to face her).
Moreover, perhaps it's all my communist and post-communist reading that I've been doing, but I've moved from being depressed about friends who don't treat me like friends to stalwart in my endeavor to purge (maybe even reform) social dead weight from my life. Oh yeah, I used the word purge.
Events Of The Week:
Wednesday: Metric times deuce
Thursday: Hot Cross + Thursday night drinking + Kill Bill!: Volume 2
Friday: The (International) Noise Conspiracy
Saturday: No plans set in stone. Perhaps a date with the night?
But now that's over. My mom left me a message and she's no longer mad at me (of course I left a message earlier in the day that more than likely had a heart-felt quiver in my voice-- I intentionally left it at her house knowing she'd be at work because I didn't have the balls to face her).
Moreover, perhaps it's all my communist and post-communist reading that I've been doing, but I've moved from being depressed about friends who don't treat me like friends to stalwart in my endeavor to purge (maybe even reform) social dead weight from my life. Oh yeah, I used the word purge.
Events Of The Week:
Wednesday: Metric times deuce
Thursday: Hot Cross + Thursday night drinking + Kill Bill!: Volume 2
Friday: The (International) Noise Conspiracy
Saturday: No plans set in stone. Perhaps a date with the night?