i got some sort of food on my monitor
RED HEADED SLUTS, ASSEMBLE!!!!!!!!!! <-- that was the theme of my evening. my day began around 12:30. threw in some laundry, found some clothes that did not belong to me, and took the garmets to their rightful owner. the details aren't important. jason was sick (bless his heart, cause i know that shit hurt). tre and i got kicked out of the hospital parking garage for smoking a cig. apparently, smokers belong on the street sorner. i'm sorry, but most people are at the ER for someone they care about. and when you're worried about someone you care about, its perfectly logical to calm the nerves with a smokey treat. its not some cool place to go loiter on a friday afternoon!! its a fucking stressful environment! they should give you a complementary ashtray and a pack of camels when you walk in the place.
anyway, 5 hours later, i'm in my kitchen drinkin red headed sluts and feelin alright. made my way to the warehouse for pool, more drinking, dancing to jukebox classics such as david bowie, al green, beatles, sublime, zeppelin, prince...man, we played it all. off to railroad square for jazz. ran into old friends. good times.
tomorrow the jager shall be finished and soular system and then party!!
anyway, 5 hours later, i'm in my kitchen drinkin red headed sluts and feelin alright. made my way to the warehouse for pool, more drinking, dancing to jukebox classics such as david bowie, al green, beatles, sublime, zeppelin, prince...man, we played it all. off to railroad square for jazz. ran into old friends. good times.
tomorrow the jager shall be finished and soular system and then party!!