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Its Tuesday night and I wished my weekend away now here I am.
Friday was relatively uneventful, must have been because I don't remember it. Saturday night we went to the Casbah with Eric for a bit, we sat outside where it was muggy as fuck and they smoked a Cinnamon hookah which actually smelt really good. After that Eric went to some house party and Clay and I went to the Pearl. It wasn't all that pleasant an experience. We walked in the door and I saw Jay at the bar and knew instantly Steven was around somewhere and somewhere was right around the corner. He and I haven't been out together in a long time it seems. Clay danced his ass of, I was wired and uncomfortable worrying wether other people could see it or not so my experience was hardly even mediocre. Jay served as worthy entertainment though, stalking some young girls and getting trashed enough to show us cigarette tricks and shortly there after having an outburst of liquid laughter in Steven's car. We stayed out good and late though. I wish I could have appreciated the weekend for what it was, I won't ever get it back, thats for fucking sure.
This interviewing for jobs with wiring coming all out of your shirt is a bitch and no doubt unsuccessful too.
Tomorrow is my birthday. Goody? I guess I don't really give a shit. I'd like to put it off for a month. I'd asked Zachary Binx to come here and hang for the weekend but Sunday is fathers day and it would just be a cluster fuck so maybe the weekend after when my brother and I are moved and all that good bullshit he can come down and sleep on the floor a few days.
Clay sent me this bitchin' remix of The Rolling Stones - You Can't Always Get What You Want by Soulwax. Everytime I heard it start on Sirius I would skip past it but it's actually pretty bad ass.
Guess I better back to wasting life!
Friday was relatively uneventful, must have been because I don't remember it. Saturday night we went to the Casbah with Eric for a bit, we sat outside where it was muggy as fuck and they smoked a Cinnamon hookah which actually smelt really good. After that Eric went to some house party and Clay and I went to the Pearl. It wasn't all that pleasant an experience. We walked in the door and I saw Jay at the bar and knew instantly Steven was around somewhere and somewhere was right around the corner. He and I haven't been out together in a long time it seems. Clay danced his ass of, I was wired and uncomfortable worrying wether other people could see it or not so my experience was hardly even mediocre. Jay served as worthy entertainment though, stalking some young girls and getting trashed enough to show us cigarette tricks and shortly there after having an outburst of liquid laughter in Steven's car. We stayed out good and late though. I wish I could have appreciated the weekend for what it was, I won't ever get it back, thats for fucking sure.
This interviewing for jobs with wiring coming all out of your shirt is a bitch and no doubt unsuccessful too.
Tomorrow is my birthday. Goody? I guess I don't really give a shit. I'd like to put it off for a month. I'd asked Zachary Binx to come here and hang for the weekend but Sunday is fathers day and it would just be a cluster fuck so maybe the weekend after when my brother and I are moved and all that good bullshit he can come down and sleep on the floor a few days.
Clay sent me this bitchin' remix of The Rolling Stones - You Can't Always Get What You Want by Soulwax. Everytime I heard it start on Sirius I would skip past it but it's actually pretty bad ass.
Guess I better back to wasting life!