life.
The weekend is over.
Friday night I got more drunk than I can remember being in a long time.
I ran away from the party carrying, not wearing my shoes. I came back to my room; so dark, all the windows open. I lay on my bed in my underwear and chewed crackers and spit them out. I called nearly everyone (there is someone sobbing outside my window) I knew in an attempt to stay awake until I puked. I got no one, of course, but managed, of course. I can remembar a little bit. And of course, by midnight, I was passed out. It's ridiculous that it was over that early, isn't it?
Saturday I spent all day at the museum, then had basement cleanup. Saturday night Joe came from UMass and janessa, alisa, and I went to the "lei" party. hah. I went last year. Either with the track boys or jon. or both?
I can't concentrate; I'm restless; I'm bored; I'm procrastinating.
I have a rash on my chest and stomach. I wonder if I have fleas.
Friday night I got more drunk than I can remember being in a long time.
I ran away from the party carrying, not wearing my shoes. I came back to my room; so dark, all the windows open. I lay on my bed in my underwear and chewed crackers and spit them out. I called nearly everyone (there is someone sobbing outside my window) I knew in an attempt to stay awake until I puked. I got no one, of course, but managed, of course. I can remembar a little bit. And of course, by midnight, I was passed out. It's ridiculous that it was over that early, isn't it?
Saturday I spent all day at the museum, then had basement cleanup. Saturday night Joe came from UMass and janessa, alisa, and I went to the "lei" party. hah. I went last year. Either with the track boys or jon. or both?
I can't concentrate; I'm restless; I'm bored; I'm procrastinating.
I have a rash on my chest and stomach. I wonder if I have fleas.