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Pool on Tuesday nights, I'm so fucking sick of losing I swear I'm going to hang myself. I'm good, and I know I'm good, but god damn it, when it comes down the the 8 ball and the pocket, it doesn't fucking work. It's always a close game up until then, and then the other person kicks my ass. Oh yea, and this past Tuesday night, I made the most kick ass shot. Except the ball I hit was a stripe and I was solids. That spelled L-O-S-T A-G-A-I-N. I do have to say I love making a stupid ass of myself in front of a group of people though. And another thing....these bars that we play at....seriously need to learn how to make blue hawaiians and stock the apropriate liquor. I'm getting tired of just plain pineapple juice and malibu rum. I like jager bombs, but those last like 2 seconds and an actual drink lasts longer and costs about the same amount.
What a frustrating week. I'm so glad it's over tomorrow. Also, tomorrow I think I'm going to ask someone out again. I've NEVER had good luck doing this in the past (hence my 0 dates in my 21 years of life), so everyone think good thoughts and think really hard and use your hidden mind powers to at least make him say yes. Or to think about it. Hell, even the thinking about going out will be more than I've ever got in the past. His name is Ryan by the way.
What a frustrating week. I'm so glad it's over tomorrow. Also, tomorrow I think I'm going to ask someone out again. I've NEVER had good luck doing this in the past (hence my 0 dates in my 21 years of life), so everyone think good thoughts and think really hard and use your hidden mind powers to at least make him say yes. Or to think about it. Hell, even the thinking about going out will be more than I've ever got in the past. His name is Ryan by the way.