"Bless me Father, for I have sinned............."
What a night. So, imagine there's this big cauldron, we'll call it "Wednesday Night" throw Adam, Steve, some Northern Quest chips, A shot of whiskey, a rum and coke, a scary car ride, a nasty break-up, "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas", Some Bacardi Limon razz and O, and three cigarettes into it. Bring to a boil, simmer for thirty minutes and let cool. That's the recipe for the Night I had Last night. I couldn't even dream of going to class right now. That Little mood icon that's on this page is completely inadequate. Last night makes me feel bad, sad, evil, happy, and good. The prospect of this latest "endeavor" makes me feel giddy, loving, and content. Now how the hell do you roll all that into a single little star guy bouncing up and down? I feel completely spun-out. Then again, not. What the Hell is wrong with me, seriously? Whatever.