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So once again, another night in Julie's room staying up past our bedtimes for no particular reason other than we had nothing better to do. And no, sleeping is not better.
And then I spent the last couple hours reading Rolling Stone. Julie also stuck a paintbrush in my ear canal. And it hurt really bad. And actually...it still hurts, and this was a few hours ago. I hope he didn't do any real damage. Cuz if he did, I'm shitting on his mother. Grotesque, I admit, but definitely deserving.
Ah, it's a quarter past 5, and I'm still awake. It's pretty absurd, but sometimes I think I just forget that I have class at 9AM. But I honestly think I have a better chance of waking up for it on a couple hours of sleep than if I got a full night's sleep. For example, last night, I was so fucking tired. So tired in fact, that I went to bed at 11:30PM. I think that's the first time I've gone to bed before midnight in like...five years. Hell, I don't think I've gone to bed before 2AM in the past five years. But anyways, guess what happened...I OVERSLEPT. I only had to wake up before 10, and I failed to do that. It was pretty ridiculous, and never again will I go to bed that early.
This weekend, Chris wants to get real trashed because he's had a terrible week. And because I'm such a good friend, I promised him I'd do the same. And in our intoxicated states, we will come up with a ridiculously awesome new drinking game. Anyone and everyone else is invited to partake in our activities, just so ya know. Anyways, the only drawback is, we intend on being in states that would hinder our memory of creating this radically new (and potentially neat-o-rama) game. So we'll have our cameras to piece together the rules and regulations the next day.
So expect a ridiculous(-ly awesome, that is) post this weekend.
Also, I'm thinking perhaps this weekend may mark the return of...the (in)famous keytar?!
Yeesh, I can't believe it's (technically) only Wednesday. Holy Moley, this week is going by so damn slow...
And then I spent the last couple hours reading Rolling Stone. Julie also stuck a paintbrush in my ear canal. And it hurt really bad. And actually...it still hurts, and this was a few hours ago. I hope he didn't do any real damage. Cuz if he did, I'm shitting on his mother. Grotesque, I admit, but definitely deserving.
Ah, it's a quarter past 5, and I'm still awake. It's pretty absurd, but sometimes I think I just forget that I have class at 9AM. But I honestly think I have a better chance of waking up for it on a couple hours of sleep than if I got a full night's sleep. For example, last night, I was so fucking tired. So tired in fact, that I went to bed at 11:30PM. I think that's the first time I've gone to bed before midnight in like...five years. Hell, I don't think I've gone to bed before 2AM in the past five years. But anyways, guess what happened...I OVERSLEPT. I only had to wake up before 10, and I failed to do that. It was pretty ridiculous, and never again will I go to bed that early.
This weekend, Chris wants to get real trashed because he's had a terrible week. And because I'm such a good friend, I promised him I'd do the same. And in our intoxicated states, we will come up with a ridiculously awesome new drinking game. Anyone and everyone else is invited to partake in our activities, just so ya know. Anyways, the only drawback is, we intend on being in states that would hinder our memory of creating this radically new (and potentially neat-o-rama) game. So we'll have our cameras to piece together the rules and regulations the next day.
So expect a ridiculous(-ly awesome, that is) post this weekend.
Also, I'm thinking perhaps this weekend may mark the return of...the (in)famous keytar?!
Yeesh, I can't believe it's (technically) only Wednesday. Holy Moley, this week is going by so damn slow...