quick hits
since i'm never home long enough to write in this thing, i thought i'd just put down some quick thoughts for the day
if someone can tell you the exact number of beers that they've drank so far (or last night, etc), and its over 6, there is an 80% chance they are lying. if its a college freshman or younger, they are definitly lying
the fact that my friend matt started doing this thing where he is rating all the different beers he drinks everyday before i even thought of doing such a thing has me extremely jealous. then again, so does the fact that he lives in florida and is living it up everyday there. except when hurricanes chase him away to georgia
not that i regret it, but the biggest mistake of my life so far has been letting a one-night stand turn into a fourteen month relationship when i knew from the beginning it didn't stand a chance. this was possibly the only time in my life that doing something "just for the experience" kinda backfired on me
i haven't thrown a punch since i snapped that tendon in my finger during the last keg party at 12 tanglewood, even though i have been involved in numerous confrontational situations since then. does this mean im growing up ... maybe just a little?
if i don't go to state college this weekend and penn state wins, i may never forgive myself. ever.
oh yeah, my last entry, which i thought would be a massive update and i'd write forever ... well, i got drunk and passed out instead. but, on a good note, my next actual entry will be about drinking, my love of it, and why. maybe i'll drink a few tonight during the NBA opening night and write later about this very subject. but i doubt it
if someone can tell you the exact number of beers that they've drank so far (or last night, etc), and its over 6, there is an 80% chance they are lying. if its a college freshman or younger, they are definitly lying
the fact that my friend matt started doing this thing where he is rating all the different beers he drinks everyday before i even thought of doing such a thing has me extremely jealous. then again, so does the fact that he lives in florida and is living it up everyday there. except when hurricanes chase him away to georgia
not that i regret it, but the biggest mistake of my life so far has been letting a one-night stand turn into a fourteen month relationship when i knew from the beginning it didn't stand a chance. this was possibly the only time in my life that doing something "just for the experience" kinda backfired on me
i haven't thrown a punch since i snapped that tendon in my finger during the last keg party at 12 tanglewood, even though i have been involved in numerous confrontational situations since then. does this mean im growing up ... maybe just a little?
if i don't go to state college this weekend and penn state wins, i may never forgive myself. ever.
oh yeah, my last entry, which i thought would be a massive update and i'd write forever ... well, i got drunk and passed out instead. but, on a good note, my next actual entry will be about drinking, my love of it, and why. maybe i'll drink a few tonight during the NBA opening night and write later about this very subject. but i doubt it