Now where's my whiskey Imma get tore up.

Dec 27, 2003 12:22

Last night Mike and I saw Bad Santa, its the filthiest holiday movie I've ever seen. I loved it.

I also bought Battle Royale 4, the story keeps getting better and still it keeps getting disturbing.

No Buffy yesterday, I resisted the urge to watch the other half in one sitting.

So Mike, John, and David went with me to the Breakfast Club again yesterday. The good thing about having a pre-priest in your group is no one argues about who is driving. Anyway I drank so much last night that the concept of keeping track was lost on me. I took my new camera and got some pretty good pictures. Mike admitted this morning that he couldn't believe he was that drunk, and David got very friendly with the bathroom trashcans. When it was all said and done I came home and made phone calls and talked to Ashe in a drunken state.

I woke up this morning headache free, a little dry but I downed a giant glass of water and went back to sleep. I love my super tolerance to alcohol sometimes.
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