how's the taste of your own foot
Okay who the fuck put cockroach candy in my locker?? And why the fuck do they even make something like that? Fuckers, I'll totally kick your ass. I blame Ray and Alfie anyway. My folks came out to the game last night. I think they sat with Ray's… there's a fucking scary proposition dude. Could have been worse, it could have been all of them and Peter up there. *laughs* Nah, it's cool. It feels weird to even for one night be rooming with someone else and all but I guess if I have to switch it up there's no one better than Ray to spend the night with. We were out pretty late anyway. And you know I'd like to know when things changed for us so much that us being out late means we were hanging out with our folks and talking about real things and coming back to the room fully clothed and totally sober. Not that I'm complaining but it's a big change from how we usually used to come back to a room together after a night out. Hell, we didn't even make it back to the room most nights. I guess we have to face facts that Ray's an old married man now and his boringness and settled down ness and stuff is rubbing off all over me. *sighs* Thanks buddy. ;) Though it's a little less like I need a shower than what he used to rub all over me so it's really all good. I should just shut up before more than like three people want to kick my ass. Though three is doable I think.