Why in the hell am I listening to Hollaback Girl right now?
Got sucked out on the river in Poker again last night, by Julian, no less. Bastard pulled a flush on the river, with only one heart in his hand. What a dirty whore. I was chip leader at that point. Poker, a game for lucky bastards. I feel life has treated me like a lucky dude, but poker treats me like a Hep-C whore. Yummy.
We shot off a shitload of fireworks yesterday. So many, that by midnight, I was ready to stop. We had a whore box (I meant to say "whole box" there, but I accidentally typed "whore box" and now I'm going to keep it) full of shit still, and we didn't shoot 'em off. Next year we'll use them. Or we could be like other inbreds in Ohio, and shoot them off for the next six days for no fucking reason. Nope. Stickin' with plan A.
Erin and I had an argument in a dream last night in a big ass empty parking lot. Weird thing? The pavement was purple. I don't know. Maybe we were at Prince's house.
Today was one of those summer days where I didn't have ANYTHING that I HAD to do. So I'm going to Mark's to help him with his bathroom (and probably drink a beer). I think it will be fun. Orr's the kind of dude you can just hang with for no reason...actually, most of our friends are like that. Not all, but most.
Going golfing tomorrow. I know I'll probably shoot like shit and demolish the new found confidence from a few days ago. Whatev. Jessica says that (whatev), and it's the gayest thing I've ever heard.
We shot off a shitload of fireworks yesterday. So many, that by midnight, I was ready to stop. We had a whore box (I meant to say "whole box" there, but I accidentally typed "whore box" and now I'm going to keep it) full of shit still, and we didn't shoot 'em off. Next year we'll use them. Or we could be like other inbreds in Ohio, and shoot them off for the next six days for no fucking reason. Nope. Stickin' with plan A.
Erin and I had an argument in a dream last night in a big ass empty parking lot. Weird thing? The pavement was purple. I don't know. Maybe we were at Prince's house.
Today was one of those summer days where I didn't have ANYTHING that I HAD to do. So I'm going to Mark's to help him with his bathroom (and probably drink a beer). I think it will be fun. Orr's the kind of dude you can just hang with for no reason...actually, most of our friends are like that. Not all, but most.
Going golfing tomorrow. I know I'll probably shoot like shit and demolish the new found confidence from a few days ago. Whatev. Jessica says that (whatev), and it's the gayest thing I've ever heard.