success.
My birthday weekend was a success. I went to pat's brothers on friday and got a little fucked up, then went to nevins, then went to dougs and got MORE fucked up. I was up until 9 or 10am. Drugs are bad kids. Basically the same thing saturday, except I woke up in the middle of the living room at nevins. It was kind of funny. Pat made me a cd for my bday.. and one of the songs just blows my mind. Its my new favorite song. I also got some cards, a gift certificate to get my oil changed, new tires, an outfit from goodwill, and a stuffed monkey. I named him tang. I also got a haircut on my bday...
Other than that... the entire weekend was fueled with substance abuse and beer. I <3 beer. I got lots of hugs for my bday, a bruised knuckle, and hangovers. Thats the stuff that really counts I guess.
Other than that... the entire weekend was fueled with substance abuse and beer. I <3 beer. I got lots of hugs for my bday, a bruised knuckle, and hangovers. Thats the stuff that really counts I guess.