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IT'S LABOR DAY AND MY GRANDPA JUST ATE SEVEN FUCKIN' HOT DOGS
LABOR DAY AND MY GRANDPA JUST ATE SEVEN FUCKIN' HOT DOGS
AND HE SHIT, SHIT, SHIT HIS PANTS
HE'S ALWAYS FUCKIN' SHITTIN' HIS PANTS
AND I'LL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN.
PHIL!!! IT'S BEEN TOO LONG!!!
Well. This weekend was quite an event. We had rehearsal until about midnight Friday night but then we held a kick ass party at the Alpha Sigma Sigma house (ASS) and had many people attend. Many DRUNK people. In fact, a lot of drunk people. Four people threw up, one of them on my carpet, and there was interpretive dancing to Radiohead's "Hail to the Thief." I kissed Jessica, she sat in my lap, we had a good time, I kept thinking, 'what would happen if my girlfriend was here?' and so on and so forth. It ended at about 4:30 that morning with Clint from Tech vomiting on the carpet. He was sitting there forever and then just all of a sudden, a flow of liquid came exiting out his mouth. He then went outside, sat in the grass for FORTY-FIVE MINUTES without vomiting or hell, without moving, then came inside to lay down on the couch and PUKED IN THE SAME FUCKING PLACE!!!
I was a little pissed.
I have started talking to a lot more people and am hanging out with many more. I'm breaking away from my girlfriend it feels like but...it just isn't working out. I would try getting together with Jessica but she's in love with this Patrick guy and she's 21. She doesn't mind flirting with me though.
Listen to this. The other night I watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" with the sound off and had "Magical Mystery Tour" playing in my stereo. What a great experience.
I have to go. Caleb is freaking out in the Green Room.
LABOR DAY AND MY GRANDPA JUST ATE SEVEN FUCKIN' HOT DOGS
AND HE SHIT, SHIT, SHIT HIS PANTS
HE'S ALWAYS FUCKIN' SHITTIN' HIS PANTS
AND I'LL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN.
PHIL!!! IT'S BEEN TOO LONG!!!
Well. This weekend was quite an event. We had rehearsal until about midnight Friday night but then we held a kick ass party at the Alpha Sigma Sigma house (ASS) and had many people attend. Many DRUNK people. In fact, a lot of drunk people. Four people threw up, one of them on my carpet, and there was interpretive dancing to Radiohead's "Hail to the Thief." I kissed Jessica, she sat in my lap, we had a good time, I kept thinking, 'what would happen if my girlfriend was here?' and so on and so forth. It ended at about 4:30 that morning with Clint from Tech vomiting on the carpet. He was sitting there forever and then just all of a sudden, a flow of liquid came exiting out his mouth. He then went outside, sat in the grass for FORTY-FIVE MINUTES without vomiting or hell, without moving, then came inside to lay down on the couch and PUKED IN THE SAME FUCKING PLACE!!!
I was a little pissed.
I have started talking to a lot more people and am hanging out with many more. I'm breaking away from my girlfriend it feels like but...it just isn't working out. I would try getting together with Jessica but she's in love with this Patrick guy and she's 21. She doesn't mind flirting with me though.
Listen to this. The other night I watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" with the sound off and had "Magical Mystery Tour" playing in my stereo. What a great experience.
I have to go. Caleb is freaking out in the Green Room.