God of Jakked
That's me right there.
Anyways shit be going down in amherst. kinda. not really.
monday i gave blood. And then I got sick and it's only gotten worse. No fever though so it's not that bad i guess. But i've been going through the days with a vertible rotation of allergy symptoms from sore throat to runny nose to stuffed up nasal conjestion. i hate being sick. i'm never sick cause I hate it.
thursday me tom tiff and maryana ate some pot brownies then went to chilli's. I'd never had pot brownies before... they are the weirdest body high. Like you don't get stupid and giggly (Maryana did but she's a weirdo), you just get sluggish and slightly high. not toasted like though ya know? Chilli's was delicious like none other. Fajita's make me smile on the inside.
Then firday night me chris ray and ben smoked a real bowl. And it was CRAZY STRONG. I was high as i took the second hit. And then I was leveled like woah. I started eating just to keep myself awake, but it was hard to breathe since i couldn't use my stuffed up nasals. anyways we got wings, and they totally ripped us off, we got a hangar 3 which is a 747, large onion rings and large fries. but they fucking put the onion rings and fries IN THE FUCKING 747! aka the screw job. We watched stand up for a little bit before i was just too tired to move at all and i went to lay down, which in turn, turned into me going to sleep. Danielle Tosh (i think that's his name) was the comedian on as i was going to sleep, and it sucked that i didn't get to hear him, since he's cool.
By the way does anyone else find it off that the pope and Mitch Hedberg died on the same week? I've never seen them together either... food for thought i guess. And don't bring up the fact that the Pope was 84 and Mitch was clearly much younger than that. Free brownie to the person who comments telling me how old mitch really was. Either way, rest in peace Mitch and John Paul alike.
Moving on, last night I went with Drew, Justus, Ben, Erica, Caroline and Jenna to a party in Mount Holyoke. It was good times, lots of cute girls around, but I wasn't about to get messed up in that. Didn't feel like the right time to put my hand in the cookie jar if you know what i mean. Ben and Drew went on a Beer Pong TEAR, winning like six or seven games in a row. I personally, didn't play at all. I was too busy drinking. I didn't have time to be not drinking and throwing around stuff so i could drink. I don't know how much i had, it probably wasn't that bad (like 9 to 12), but i wasn't really even drunk... until I realized we were leaving. Then i pounded down two extra beers really quickly. And even then, i wasn't stupid drunk, really just buzzed. Which is odd. I should have been far more gone than I was. Caroline and Jenna had like 2 and a half beers and they were both in a good mood (caroline in particular). Then we RACED to the bus (only to have it sit there another 5 minutes before it left) and as we got on i heard something. and that something was Queen. Bohemian Rhapsody to be precise, it was amazing half the bus was singing along with it. Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me... for meee... for MEEEEEE!!! (rock out) then there was more queen's greatest hits the whole ride home, unlike the ride up there were the guy played: (get this) THE CIRCLE OF LIFE. OH!? not weird enough for you? well how about this: IT WAS A FUCKING COVER OF THE CIRCLE OF LIFE!!!! it wasn't even the real thing! oh don't worry, i called the driver a faggot. if only in my mind. anyways, i had a good time.
speaking of not going to the gym all week, i wasn't able to go to the gym all week. Let me clarify: i was perfectly able once or twice, but i put my better judgement ahead of myself and didn't. I HATE working out while I'm sick, but i've also been eating record amounts of food lately. it's gross and unhealthy and i need to pick between eating more food and going to the gym, or neither, or eating less and going to the gym. Whatever I should do, it's not what i am doing, that's for damn sure.
Also, this week I bought God of War. WHat a cool fucking game. I already beat it, and i couldn't be more pleased. It could have had more, and that's the only way it could possibly have been better. The challenge of the God's was ridiculous, and it pissed me off for hours. But I finally beat it to unlock other costume. I hate there being stuff I'm not good at or can't do, i'm a perfectionist damn it. Anyways, if you have penis buy this game, and if you know someone with a penis, pressure them into buying this game. Cause there is nothing like ripping an undead solider in twane, or ramming your dagger into a minotaurs fucking throat.
ok well now i think i've pretty much brought you up to date on how my life of vices is going. and until the next time we meet: take her easy.
Anyways shit be going down in amherst. kinda. not really.
monday i gave blood. And then I got sick and it's only gotten worse. No fever though so it's not that bad i guess. But i've been going through the days with a vertible rotation of allergy symptoms from sore throat to runny nose to stuffed up nasal conjestion. i hate being sick. i'm never sick cause I hate it.
thursday me tom tiff and maryana ate some pot brownies then went to chilli's. I'd never had pot brownies before... they are the weirdest body high. Like you don't get stupid and giggly (Maryana did but she's a weirdo), you just get sluggish and slightly high. not toasted like though ya know? Chilli's was delicious like none other. Fajita's make me smile on the inside.
Then firday night me chris ray and ben smoked a real bowl. And it was CRAZY STRONG. I was high as i took the second hit. And then I was leveled like woah. I started eating just to keep myself awake, but it was hard to breathe since i couldn't use my stuffed up nasals. anyways we got wings, and they totally ripped us off, we got a hangar 3 which is a 747, large onion rings and large fries. but they fucking put the onion rings and fries IN THE FUCKING 747! aka the screw job. We watched stand up for a little bit before i was just too tired to move at all and i went to lay down, which in turn, turned into me going to sleep. Danielle Tosh (i think that's his name) was the comedian on as i was going to sleep, and it sucked that i didn't get to hear him, since he's cool.
By the way does anyone else find it off that the pope and Mitch Hedberg died on the same week? I've never seen them together either... food for thought i guess. And don't bring up the fact that the Pope was 84 and Mitch was clearly much younger than that. Free brownie to the person who comments telling me how old mitch really was. Either way, rest in peace Mitch and John Paul alike.
Moving on, last night I went with Drew, Justus, Ben, Erica, Caroline and Jenna to a party in Mount Holyoke. It was good times, lots of cute girls around, but I wasn't about to get messed up in that. Didn't feel like the right time to put my hand in the cookie jar if you know what i mean. Ben and Drew went on a Beer Pong TEAR, winning like six or seven games in a row. I personally, didn't play at all. I was too busy drinking. I didn't have time to be not drinking and throwing around stuff so i could drink. I don't know how much i had, it probably wasn't that bad (like 9 to 12), but i wasn't really even drunk... until I realized we were leaving. Then i pounded down two extra beers really quickly. And even then, i wasn't stupid drunk, really just buzzed. Which is odd. I should have been far more gone than I was. Caroline and Jenna had like 2 and a half beers and they were both in a good mood (caroline in particular). Then we RACED to the bus (only to have it sit there another 5 minutes before it left) and as we got on i heard something. and that something was Queen. Bohemian Rhapsody to be precise, it was amazing half the bus was singing along with it. Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me... for meee... for MEEEEEE!!! (rock out) then there was more queen's greatest hits the whole ride home, unlike the ride up there were the guy played: (get this) THE CIRCLE OF LIFE. OH!? not weird enough for you? well how about this: IT WAS A FUCKING COVER OF THE CIRCLE OF LIFE!!!! it wasn't even the real thing! oh don't worry, i called the driver a faggot. if only in my mind. anyways, i had a good time.
speaking of not going to the gym all week, i wasn't able to go to the gym all week. Let me clarify: i was perfectly able once or twice, but i put my better judgement ahead of myself and didn't. I HATE working out while I'm sick, but i've also been eating record amounts of food lately. it's gross and unhealthy and i need to pick between eating more food and going to the gym, or neither, or eating less and going to the gym. Whatever I should do, it's not what i am doing, that's for damn sure.
Also, this week I bought God of War. WHat a cool fucking game. I already beat it, and i couldn't be more pleased. It could have had more, and that's the only way it could possibly have been better. The challenge of the God's was ridiculous, and it pissed me off for hours. But I finally beat it to unlock other costume. I hate there being stuff I'm not good at or can't do, i'm a perfectionist damn it. Anyways, if you have penis buy this game, and if you know someone with a penis, pressure them into buying this game. Cause there is nothing like ripping an undead solider in twane, or ramming your dagger into a minotaurs fucking throat.
ok well now i think i've pretty much brought you up to date on how my life of vices is going. and until the next time we meet: take her easy.