Jul 21, 2004 20:20
Sabira and Potrick are gone. I still need a job. My dad wouldn't help me out if i needed a fucking transplant. Chris and Colleen are still torturing my mom. And on top of it all, i seem to be a tad low on the seratonin.
We rolled on sunday. Me, Sabby, Potrick, Joey, John, Bree, Steve, Adam and Isai. It was a great roll. Good times were had by all. Me and Joey and John sat on the roof and watched the sunrise and drank some beers. I've decided that's the best way to start the day after you roll, unless of course you have the capability of just making the sun not come up. that would kick ass.
Friday is teddy's party apparently.
Bah. Meh. Guh. I hate life today.