Fuck, I'm so tired.
I'm going to work at a car wash with Brian Schoonover. I went there at 8 this morning, and they filled out papers for me, and told me to go get a drug test. So I went to get a drug test, and they sent me to get the paper work for it from another building, and when I went to get the paper work, they said I need a permit to get it. And now I need a note from my mom, or my mom to take me to get a permit. Fuck, it's so confusing. But ...in better news. Ross and I hungout yesterday ...Taco Tuesday!!, then we went to hangout with Nick and Danny ...funniest thing ever. We went to pick up Whitknee, and we kept calling her "barnacle." and I couldn't stop laughing. I eventually came home for some food, and then it was nightnight with the wife.
"HULKAMANIAC!!"
"HULKAMANIAC!!"