Nov 21, 2008 18:48
[there's a slight slur to his words]
Barret's here. He's got a big gun for an arm and talks a lot. He's okay though he's loud.
I think we have enough room - err rooms for him. We should. Maybe we need to knock a hole in the ceiling and make more rooms. Make like a big house. Something.
I can't find my shoe.
There's a hole in the window.
Reno snores.
Say no to needles. They sting and glow green.
Umm... I need more whiskey. Or cider. It's made from apples. Mostly apples.
roommates,
drunk,
barret,
reno,
will pay for this later