offestly, honicer, i draven't been hinking
God's honest truth: it's 2am, I've already had something like six (seven? eight?) whiskeys and a double whopper, and if I wasn't so lazy I could really go for some Taco Bell right now. Good thing I'm so lazy.
Tonight we "celebrated" Colin's going away, got booted from the Moon & Sixpence (sort of) and hung out at Vendetta and the Crow Bar before I succumbed and came home. I'm putting on Chinatown and seeing if I'm sober enough to lay down for sleep or not.
All night I kept trying to talk them into a strip club, god knows why. It seemed funny at the time (and weirdly appropriate). In retrospect, karaoke would have been better. It's a moot point, though; nobody was up for either.
Tonight we "celebrated" Colin's going away, got booted from the Moon & Sixpence (sort of) and hung out at Vendetta and the Crow Bar before I succumbed and came home. I'm putting on Chinatown and seeing if I'm sober enough to lay down for sleep or not.
All night I kept trying to talk them into a strip club, god knows why. It seemed funny at the time (and weirdly appropriate). In retrospect, karaoke would have been better. It's a moot point, though; nobody was up for either.