apparently mardi gras is in full swing
because at midnight last night/this morning i received a drunken phone call from none other than my good buddy James in New Orleans. He began rambling wildly and then his roommate, who was a little more composed though no less wasted, went on to tell me how much he loved me. This guy i'd never even heard of before was praising my work in James's films and the dance off's. He must've been drunk when he watched them cos I believe I was horrible in "A Script for Jim"...but whaddaya gonna do? I'm just happy that James, in his drunken stupor, not only remembered my number but managed to call it as well...
How come we say "11:59 last night" but "12:01 this morning"? WTF?! That doesn't make any sense to me.
my Ares is finally connecting to the internet. Last night my internet was frolling like i had DSL or something...IDK what was up with that...
Well, I suppose I'm off to hotornot.com to do some rating...
Jim Wizzle
How come we say "11:59 last night" but "12:01 this morning"? WTF?! That doesn't make any sense to me.
my Ares is finally connecting to the internet. Last night my internet was frolling like i had DSL or something...IDK what was up with that...
Well, I suppose I'm off to hotornot.com to do some rating...
Jim Wizzle