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Okay, I suppose I forgot to update since last night or two nights ago. Basically, that very night, one of the people in the halfway house shot a roman candle that hit part of my house. Really fucked up, the whole house shook. Sometimes I hear the crazy people talking and usually it's like, "Hey FRANKKKKK, sorry I didn't get lunch with you. But now, I'm hungry. If you don't get lunch, I'll never get lunch with you again. And then you know what? I'll piss in that girl's butt. You heard me."
And then last night I popped a ton of vicodins on an empty stomach while my room is literally over 100 degrees. I started to feel sick so I went outside for some air. Then some weird lady walks up with a briefcase. I'm really fucked up and insanely dazed and confused. She stops, drops her stuff and says, "I'm here. Let's get started." I thought somebody ordered me a hooker cuz it was my birthday. Wrong. She was from the cable company so she starts asking me what packages my roommates and I wanted. I said I wanted only certain channels otherwise I'd tell her supervisors she was drunk on the job and incredibly rude. She wasn't but I sorta wanted channels like Discovery Times, CNN World. History International and National Geographic but it wasn't feasible. So then we argued and I settled down and agreed to basic cable.
I begin to feel really sick. I start signing the forms and snicker a bit. Out of nowhere.
I puke all over her leg. She starts screaming that I'm drunk and I denied it. It was just water and it covered about 9 feet in diameter. It was like a javelin of puke, floating through the air, descending upon various crevices in sidewalk and pant leg.
Then I got a philly cheesesteak and all was well...until I lost my wallet.
And since then I've found my wallet and partied ever since. God am I blitzkriegen-ing on the 101.
How is everyone else?
And then last night I popped a ton of vicodins on an empty stomach while my room is literally over 100 degrees. I started to feel sick so I went outside for some air. Then some weird lady walks up with a briefcase. I'm really fucked up and insanely dazed and confused. She stops, drops her stuff and says, "I'm here. Let's get started." I thought somebody ordered me a hooker cuz it was my birthday. Wrong. She was from the cable company so she starts asking me what packages my roommates and I wanted. I said I wanted only certain channels otherwise I'd tell her supervisors she was drunk on the job and incredibly rude. She wasn't but I sorta wanted channels like Discovery Times, CNN World. History International and National Geographic but it wasn't feasible. So then we argued and I settled down and agreed to basic cable.
I begin to feel really sick. I start signing the forms and snicker a bit. Out of nowhere.
I puke all over her leg. She starts screaming that I'm drunk and I denied it. It was just water and it covered about 9 feet in diameter. It was like a javelin of puke, floating through the air, descending upon various crevices in sidewalk and pant leg.
Then I got a philly cheesesteak and all was well...until I lost my wallet.
And since then I've found my wallet and partied ever since. God am I blitzkriegen-ing on the 101.
How is everyone else?