I Never Feel Like Updating Anymore
Friday was declared "Beer Shirt Night" at Tricia's. While waiting for everyone who was invited to get off of work I met Samantha for a drink or two at Slims. While there I saw Becky who was in Honey Lamb's class with me and as always we had some dumb conversations and it was great. I convinced Samantha to attend Beer Shirt Night and I then went home to grab some alcohol and beer shirts to supply people with. It was me, Sam, Shara, Tricia, Mike and Steve. Played beer pong and won against Tricia. Then the 4 girls vs. the 2 guys and the guys one, but not by much. Somewhere around midnight Sam and Shara left to get TB and returned and hour later. This is where I became wasted. Then I started puking...or more dry heaving I guess. Tricia held my hair back and then suddenly she was gone and Steve was there. Steve had to help me get my PJ pants on and then I some how managed to get to bed where I passed out. During all of this Shara thought I was mad at her as I mumbled some obscenities to her, and Steve went downstairs to party more with everyone else. More crazy shit happened later I guess and I remember Steve stepping in the puke bucket, which thankfully contained no puke. I arrived home the next morning to sleep some more as I was still drunk and Erika called from work. I told her I was still drunk and had puked all night...but asked what she wanted even though she said "ohhh...nevermind then." 3 douchebags called into work and I told her I'd be there by 3pm and would only work until 7pm when she got off. Then I spent my Chilli's gift card on dinner with Steve and then we set the night to music. I'm still tired and should probably be in bed right now instead of updating my livejournal. But like I said in my title I never feel like updating and I shouldn't neglect the thing that will one day be my book...
