Some stream of consciousness crap. Figure it out.

[the_mess_inside]

In the backyard of a house I'm only sort of familiar with in a town I'm only sort of familiar with, I am so damn intoxicated and nothing new, but all the same I'm pretty light-hearted. Especially considering the fact that I've only slept about 4 hours in the past 48 and tonight's going to be no different. Lying on a bed next to someone else finally and seeing a friend from high school who I've just now figured out is a really amazing person. Shirtless neighbors, 500 dollars in bike parts, beer bottles all cleaned up by me and my tidy room mate, non rent paying hippies staying in my neighbor's house and offering me food every time I ride by, finally watching TV again, fried eggplant, telling kids not to pick their nose and then picking mine, eating breakfast and lunch with 4 year olds every day, chasing goats, expensive sushi, horrible signature breakfasts at mediocre diners, chasing goats again, sitting on volcanoes, trackstanding through a minute and a half light and being quite irritated because of it, swearing at motorists like I'm better than them, the worst hamburger I've ever had...with green chile on it, The Weakerthans one and a half hour set, The Weakerthans shot glass's de-virgining at my birthday party, my birthday party and the subsequent madness, Jaeger from an African ex-pat with the most notable stories since my Italian South African music theory teacher, non-rent-paying hippie peeing in a toilent placed on top of a skatboard ramp on a busy college area street, getting about 30 birthday ass slaps and one birthday ass sucker punch, forgetting about ol' whatserface, bomber of Stone Epic: the tastiest burr around, walking a half german sheperd/half dingo on occasian and telling everyone about it, hanging ten with the good ol' roommate, high fives from 3 year olds every day, dinner party with new friends, and stuff.

Cool.
Jeremy