Is there any way you could just knock me out, so I, like, don't know I'm at work?

Apr 09, 2006 10:15

ich weiss nicht ob du mich verstehst... oder ob du denkst ich spinn', weil ich immer, wenn du nicht da bist, ganz schrecklich einsam bin...

Wow so the bonfire last night wasn't too bad. Good times were had, I believe, by all. And then I passed out. Seriously. I'm pretty sure I don't remember a vast majority of the night. But what's new, right??

I've got the house to myself tonight. Mom's spending the night at Uncle Mike's. I didn't even realize I was going to have the house to myself tonight. I don't even know what to do with myself.

So, okay. Update from the trip-goers: Lisa forgot her passport and they had to pay $271 in order to get back into the country. First of all, this is shitty b/c who wants to fork up 270 bones? Second, this is shitty because it means that any dumb shit who forks up 270 doolers can get into the country w/o a passport. What the hell, that's so whack. So now they're in the BIG apple. Visiting. Having a good time.

You stay classy, Malaysia.
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