I have seen the top of the mountain, and it is good.
I'm back from camping. No mammals were eaten, but I didn't shave for four days, and consequently started growing in this thing that mildly resembles a handlebar mustache. But I'm shaving it, because handlebar mustaches are for bikers and gay cowboys -- and of which, I am neither.
I finished my nonfiction writing class and got an A-. I can dig it.
This Friday I'm going to the Seminole Hard Rock Casino to celebrate Steve-O's 21st. His dad is paying for a room. Sweet. So here's to getting drunk and gambling.
Reel Big Fish in two weeks. So far I'm going with Andrea, Marci, their friend, Higgins, and maybe his girl. We're going to borrow the van from my dad and party wagon it on down to Fort Lauderdale.
That's all I got.
I finished my nonfiction writing class and got an A-. I can dig it.
This Friday I'm going to the Seminole Hard Rock Casino to celebrate Steve-O's 21st. His dad is paying for a room. Sweet. So here's to getting drunk and gambling.
Reel Big Fish in two weeks. So far I'm going with Andrea, Marci, their friend, Higgins, and maybe his girl. We're going to borrow the van from my dad and party wagon it on down to Fort Lauderdale.
That's all I got.