strawberry milk and munchies
Man oh man. To say I drank too much last night is an understatement. WHY do I do this to myself?! Even when I know that I have to be at work at 9am the following day I have NO qualms about going to the bar (two actaully) and drinking absurd amounts of booze.
I threw up and Johnny's house. That was lame. That's apparently what happens when all you eat all day is a HUGE thing of chicken with broccoli and then top it off with beer. Who would have thought?
I vaguely remember getting into a fight with Dean on the way home from Johnny's (we walked), but honestly, I have NO idea what it was about. How absurd is that? I know that it ended up in him riding his bike home and me walking by myself at 2am down Huntington Ave. That wasn't too bright on my part. I swear, we only fight like that when we're drunk, it's so dumb. And the fact that I can't even remember what we were fighting about proves that it was a pointless fight. If it was something that was important or that I was honestly upset about you think that I would AT LEAST FUCKING REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS ABOUT. Sometimes I am shocked at how dumb I am.
I have never been one of those people who says "oh, I'm never drinking again" after a night of drinking because, let's be honest, we all know that's not true. I always know that come next weekend (or whenever) I will drink again. I know I'm going to the bar wednesday night because Sydney's turning 21! WOOOOH!
I'm drinking strawberry milk and I bought some munchies. Those were the only things I could consider trying to hold down, but I think I drank the milk way too fast and now my stomache feels like it's going to explode. As I mentioned before, I am very dumb sometimes.
On another note, my boss gave me a check for five hundred dollars yesterday. That's right. five.hundred.dollars. I honestly don't think I've ever made that much in one week. ever. It was my Easter bonus but holy shit! So, being irresponsible, as always, I am going to buy a fucking Ipod on Sunday. I have held out for way too long. Not to mention that I never spend money on myself (aside from the drinking). So Sunday I am going to Cambridge and buying one before I change my mind. I also plan to buy some new clothes very soon. I mean like going to Target and buying new clothes, which is how I do. Yay Target. Yay monies!
This entry is spastic. It reflects how my life feels right now. Bucawski's, Beer, Music, Penquin,Freinds ooooh what a night.
I should end this entry because I have nothing else to say but I'm bored at work, surprsie! so I'm going to drag it out as long as possible.
I feel like I may be getting a cold. My apartment has been a germ factory for like a week so it would not surprise me.
..........dumb
I threw up and Johnny's house. That was lame. That's apparently what happens when all you eat all day is a HUGE thing of chicken with broccoli and then top it off with beer. Who would have thought?
I vaguely remember getting into a fight with Dean on the way home from Johnny's (we walked), but honestly, I have NO idea what it was about. How absurd is that? I know that it ended up in him riding his bike home and me walking by myself at 2am down Huntington Ave. That wasn't too bright on my part. I swear, we only fight like that when we're drunk, it's so dumb. And the fact that I can't even remember what we were fighting about proves that it was a pointless fight. If it was something that was important or that I was honestly upset about you think that I would AT LEAST FUCKING REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS ABOUT. Sometimes I am shocked at how dumb I am.
I have never been one of those people who says "oh, I'm never drinking again" after a night of drinking because, let's be honest, we all know that's not true. I always know that come next weekend (or whenever) I will drink again. I know I'm going to the bar wednesday night because Sydney's turning 21! WOOOOH!
I'm drinking strawberry milk and I bought some munchies. Those were the only things I could consider trying to hold down, but I think I drank the milk way too fast and now my stomache feels like it's going to explode. As I mentioned before, I am very dumb sometimes.
On another note, my boss gave me a check for five hundred dollars yesterday. That's right. five.hundred.dollars. I honestly don't think I've ever made that much in one week. ever. It was my Easter bonus but holy shit! So, being irresponsible, as always, I am going to buy a fucking Ipod on Sunday. I have held out for way too long. Not to mention that I never spend money on myself (aside from the drinking). So Sunday I am going to Cambridge and buying one before I change my mind. I also plan to buy some new clothes very soon. I mean like going to Target and buying new clothes, which is how I do. Yay Target. Yay monies!
This entry is spastic. It reflects how my life feels right now. Bucawski's, Beer, Music, Penquin,Freinds ooooh what a night.
I should end this entry because I have nothing else to say but I'm bored at work, surprsie! so I'm going to drag it out as long as possible.
I feel like I may be getting a cold. My apartment has been a germ factory for like a week so it would not surprise me.
..........dumb