A little more...
My birthday is coming up. I have historically had some pretty lousy birthdays. First of all, it's two days after Valentine's Day, which is depressing enough for a guy like me. I think last Valentine's day was the only one I've ever not been alone on. That was an awkward sentence. No time to rewrite.
There are a lot of events happening on my birthday, but none have anything to do with me. I feel like it's time I took matters into my own hands, but I gather that women do not react well under social pressures, like asking them out right before Valentines day. Am I wrong? Please let me know if I'm wrong.
By now, everyone has probably stopped reading my LJ, so I won't get many responses to that question.
Anyhoo, I can't really talk about why I got kicked out of housing. Look it up.
The wierd thing was that I got locked up for 24 hours in "the tombs." Which are a bunch of holding cells underneath the courthouse. I met a lot of interesting people there. Some scary, all quirky. Like me, I guess. We all got along very well.
That's all for now, got to keep writing my Sloane Script.
There are a lot of events happening on my birthday, but none have anything to do with me. I feel like it's time I took matters into my own hands, but I gather that women do not react well under social pressures, like asking them out right before Valentines day. Am I wrong? Please let me know if I'm wrong.
By now, everyone has probably stopped reading my LJ, so I won't get many responses to that question.
Anyhoo, I can't really talk about why I got kicked out of housing. Look it up.
The wierd thing was that I got locked up for 24 hours in "the tombs." Which are a bunch of holding cells underneath the courthouse. I met a lot of interesting people there. Some scary, all quirky. Like me, I guess. We all got along very well.
That's all for now, got to keep writing my Sloane Script.