Party With The Animals.
It's been a long day. An interesting day, but long. Mango and I went down to the park for a couple of hours. We leaned on a tree and just talked of good times passed and about some depressing stuff we have both been through. If we were passing around a joint, it would have been something you see in the movies.
I've had a headache for many hours. I don't know why, and I don't know how to get rid of it. I guess blasting music isn't really helping all that much, but hey, such is life. Tonight I was remembering that party of Lauren's. The one where I got really fucked up and mud wrestled. The one where everyone was like OH MY GOD IT'S DAVID GIVE ME A HUG. Let me tell you one thing, after that party, I haven't drank since. Drinking is bad. I'll settle with water.
Alcohol is stunning looking for it's complete lack of merit. I mean, it looks so yummy, but it's not. Although that mud slide shit isn't half bad. Niether is a nice Merlot. Eh, whatever.
Patrick and I are doing mighty fine. I'm going over his house on Thursday to meet a bunch of his hommies. Me? Meet new people? Hahahahaha! Besides my job and Patrick, i've been so isolated. I guess that's how I like it. Anyway...
Everything will be alright. I'm going to a party next weekend. Party with the Animals, man. I can't wait to see all my friends. I Miss them all so much.
Anyway, tis' time for more pictures from the Englishman.
Tis' the nephew.
Tis' me looking funky.
I was really wet from all the rain outside. It's a funny story as to why I was out there.
An old picture of Laury.
An old picture of Kerri.
Another old picture of me.
Awww ish a Trisha!
I wuv my Patrick.