It's such a low key night
I am sitting at Andrew's computer drinking Dole Cocktail Tropical Juice. I'd only ever had it once before in Mississauga and thought it to be a party in my mouth. It's a combination of pineapple, grape, apple, and carrot juice. Usually I'd be a bit skeptical on the carrot, but I can barely taste it. I'm also dehydrated, so I'll pretty much drink anything at this point.
My arm is out of the sling (woohoo!) mainly because I hate the bloody thing. It was itchy, and made me uncomfortably hot. I can now fully extend my arm, but I still yelp in pain. It will go away in a few days, no worries. Never doing arm curls at the gym AGAIN.
Exactly a week from now, my old roomate Natalie is coming up to the O-Town to raise some hell with me. Natalie and I used to get into the craziest shit back in first year. She used to whip my sorry ass at pool, while drunk. Now THAT takes talent. We also used to pull pranks, like calling the floor elevator and freaking out the unsuspecting victims inside, calling Pizza Pizza and telling the order-taker guy our life stories, and me tape-recording her drunken rant on how much our floor don "liked to lick goats balls" (don't ask me where she came up with that). I haven't seen her in over 2 years, so it'll be a blast hanging out with her again. Can't wait!
K, Andrew's bugging me to watch a movie with him, so I'll wrap it up! G'night
My arm is out of the sling (woohoo!) mainly because I hate the bloody thing. It was itchy, and made me uncomfortably hot. I can now fully extend my arm, but I still yelp in pain. It will go away in a few days, no worries. Never doing arm curls at the gym AGAIN.
Exactly a week from now, my old roomate Natalie is coming up to the O-Town to raise some hell with me. Natalie and I used to get into the craziest shit back in first year. She used to whip my sorry ass at pool, while drunk. Now THAT takes talent. We also used to pull pranks, like calling the floor elevator and freaking out the unsuspecting victims inside, calling Pizza Pizza and telling the order-taker guy our life stories, and me tape-recording her drunken rant on how much our floor don "liked to lick goats balls" (don't ask me where she came up with that). I haven't seen her in over 2 years, so it'll be a blast hanging out with her again. Can't wait!
K, Andrew's bugging me to watch a movie with him, so I'll wrap it up! G'night