May 14, 2004 23:03
"Jeff, Scott Watson calling. Its 1211 on Friday evening, and youd better give me a call tonight. And Im damn pissed about the noise going on downstairs. Ive called the police already, and Im damn pissed. You and I better have a face to face in the next twelve hours, or Ill continue to call the police every time that band plays down there. You call me fast. Bye."
Man, I miss house parties...
But for now its botellón, baby! Just wanted to check in and give a quick hello to all of you out there in cyberland...
In denial that its ending, but living it up.
Daryl coming on Tuesday. Right on, D... Ill show ya a good time.