I guess I wasn't supposed to be to work till 7. It was kind of a relief, then Christine fucking calls and begs me to come in at 5 5 to fucking midnight. this. fucking. blows.
I am so completely undeniably lost.
When the party blacks out again, you're still eating headlines out of the newspaper bin.
...and off to Warped Tour I go... maybe I will meet my fate in a fatal car crash.... Highly unlikely!! ok kids have a nice day while I see Lotsa bands and stuff
p.s. I'm typing like a retard because I just woke up.