Nov 23, 2008 01:51
I currently sit by myself at almost 2am on a Saturday night/Sunday morning in my room with a Miller Lite, an almost empty bottle of Bacardi left over from a party from a month ago, some Ginger Ale, a shot glass and one and a half slices of barbecue chicken/onions pizza from Christian's on my bed. Is this really what my life has come to? Although I must say I'm oddly comfortable with it.
I really didn't have any expectations for today. Our last UVa pregame show was this morning, so I was up at 8am for that. Got home around 4(after watching a terrible football game in the freezing cold), watched a little bit of Hostel 2(because I felt like it), took a nap for about 2 hours, woke up, and finished the movie. It kind of sucks waking up from a nap and finding it dark outside. I was flipping channels and noticed Great Expectations was on, which is like my favorite mushy movie, which might not have a been a good idea at the time, but I kept it on in the background while I was doing stuff on the internet, showering, etc. Went over to Steve's, drank a few beers and watched some TV, stopped by Christian's and came home.
Tomorrow, the Eagles/Ravens game should be on TV, so I guess I'll watch that travesty, then probably head to B-Dubs for the Giants game with Steve. Then I'll probably come home and have an internal debate over the opposite sex with myself, during which I'll go a little bit more crazy, but it's all good. (on a side note, I just got really sad when I realized I'm down to just 1 slice of pizza).
I wish my friends from back home would come to visit me. I'm going to be moving soon, and if they don't come 3 hours to Virginia I don't think the chances of them going to the west coast would be too good.
I should've gotten a bottle of Jager.