La la la la.
Alright, my last entry was the effect of crashing hard late in the night, and it was silly. I don't have the right kind of personality for some of the activities last night, i.e. given the right circumstances, I come down fucking hard. I think I'm done with alcohol.
The night was good times while it lasted. Starting off at Matthews beach with certain friends of mine getting drunk for the first time and behaving drunkenly in a funny manner. I got pretty effed up too, because all I had eaten the whole day was a bowl of cereal, and....yeah. I said some funny shit, apparently. I don't remember much, except that I impregnated Nevin or something. Oh well, he was in need of an impregnation badly. Anyway, all 8 of us or so went back to Frances' house and had an excellent time for a while, then my high started to wear off, and it really wasn't good times, and I really had to get out of there, I was overcome by irrational thoughts. See two entries ago. It was definitely good hanging out with Jimmy though.
All in all, I'm very very glad that I got to spend time with people who I don't normally spend time with, it was definitely good to break free from the usual routine of hanging out with my friends. I had an excellent time hanging out with Frances and her friends. That's that.
So that was Sunday. On to Monday.
After not being able to sleep and staying up all night playing guitar, I headed over to Dana's house at around 1:00 pm for band practice with him and Nevin. I was really nervous going in, being my first time playing with anybody else, plus I was somewhat hung over, but HOLY SHIT am I glad that I went. I have never enjoyed playing music so much in my life, it just felt so natural, with me and Dana trading off soloing over whatever song idea one of us came up with, and Nevin holding it all together with excellent drumming. Dana is a bonified guitar god even if he won't admit it, and to top it all off, Frances, being the AMAZING person she is, delivered us a bag of Reeses pieces to keep us going. Dang, what a fantastic day (except for the first 4 or so hours of it).
Alright, now that I've probably failed at meeting all the lofty expectations you jerks have (Frances, Colleen, Dana), I'm going to go cry myself to sleep. But they'll be tears of joy, so don't worry about it.
EDIT: God, Frances' name is in almost every paragraph. What the hell am I coming to.
The night was good times while it lasted. Starting off at Matthews beach with certain friends of mine getting drunk for the first time and behaving drunkenly in a funny manner. I got pretty effed up too, because all I had eaten the whole day was a bowl of cereal, and....yeah. I said some funny shit, apparently. I don't remember much, except that I impregnated Nevin or something. Oh well, he was in need of an impregnation badly. Anyway, all 8 of us or so went back to Frances' house and had an excellent time for a while, then my high started to wear off, and it really wasn't good times, and I really had to get out of there, I was overcome by irrational thoughts. See two entries ago. It was definitely good hanging out with Jimmy though.
All in all, I'm very very glad that I got to spend time with people who I don't normally spend time with, it was definitely good to break free from the usual routine of hanging out with my friends. I had an excellent time hanging out with Frances and her friends. That's that.
So that was Sunday. On to Monday.
After not being able to sleep and staying up all night playing guitar, I headed over to Dana's house at around 1:00 pm for band practice with him and Nevin. I was really nervous going in, being my first time playing with anybody else, plus I was somewhat hung over, but HOLY SHIT am I glad that I went. I have never enjoyed playing music so much in my life, it just felt so natural, with me and Dana trading off soloing over whatever song idea one of us came up with, and Nevin holding it all together with excellent drumming. Dana is a bonified guitar god even if he won't admit it, and to top it all off, Frances, being the AMAZING person she is, delivered us a bag of Reeses pieces to keep us going. Dang, what a fantastic day (except for the first 4 or so hours of it).
Alright, now that I've probably failed at meeting all the lofty expectations you jerks have (Frances, Colleen, Dana), I'm going to go cry myself to sleep. But they'll be tears of joy, so don't worry about it.
EDIT: God, Frances' name is in almost every paragraph. What the hell am I coming to.