Superbowl Sunday!
The weekend was okay. Friday was fun. I met up with a couple friends at a bar in Webster and hung out for a little while. I wasn't there for very long, but that was pretty much my Friday. Saturday... was a tough day for me. Saturday marked what would have been the two year anniversary of me and Josh. I thought I'd never get through the day, but I was glad Heidi was there for me. I went shopping with her in Waterloo after taking a car ride with Erin and her fiance. Of course, just my luck, I'm walking aroud the oulet mall, and what song comes on the radio but me and Josh's song! I heard the piano intro for Joe Cocker's "You Are So Beautiful," and I tried with all I could not to cry. I kept my cool, but it was just an awful twist of fate that I had to hear that song on the worst day of my life. The last time I heard that song was in the car, on my way back from Binghamton, just after we broke up. I think God hates me. I must have been Hitler in a past life or something.
Heidi and I got back here, and pre-gamed downstairs at my little bar. We made all kinds of drinks, and not all of them were very good. Then we got to the bar and just got completely HAMMERED! It was pretty funny. My friend Wes stopped by, but he was in such a sour mood. He certainly didn't make a good impression on Heidi. I was a little pissed off that he was acting the way he was, and it made me want to haul a right hook into his jaw. I wasn't exactly having a great day either, but I didn't sulk. I kept in good spirits as best as I could. Wes gets WAY too dramatic, especially when he drinks. He makes such a big deal out of minor little things. It's so stupid to go through life crying over spilt milk. You just have to take life as it comes, good or bad, and accept that everything is a part of fate, and eventually, it will work out for the best.
When Wes left, Heidi and I did a little more drinking, and decided to play a little pool. That was... a joke! We were too drunk to even walk, so watching us try to play pool was quite amusing. At least two or three times, Heidi knocked a ball off the table. We never did find one of them, either. Once our pool game was done, it was time to go. My mom was such a good sport and offered to be our designated driver for the night. Of course, when my mom got there, we weren't done with our drinks... so we stole the glasses and brought them with us! lol I don't think Mom was too happy about that.... Heidi is such a bad influence on me! Somehow, we always end up stealing shit when we get drunk.
I finally passed out around 5:30am, after making a drunken phone call to Josh. I left a nasty message on his voice mail. Completely forgot I did it until he called back this morning... oops. And today, I had quite the hangover! I was sick all day! I guess I don't mind though, because I had a good time last night, and I needed a night like that.
I felt much better by the time the big game was on, though! Nice work, Patriots!! It was such an awesome, close game. The halftime show was the best I've ever seen! Paul McCartney was absolutely amazing! I want to see him live in concert someday. He sounds so great for all the singing he's done over the years. He didn't sound strained or tired at all. I consider him one of the best musicians of our time.
Well... that about covers my weekend.
Plan for tomorrow: send out resumes for some jobs out there, and work 9-3 at the RMSC. Fun fun...
Heidi and I got back here, and pre-gamed downstairs at my little bar. We made all kinds of drinks, and not all of them were very good. Then we got to the bar and just got completely HAMMERED! It was pretty funny. My friend Wes stopped by, but he was in such a sour mood. He certainly didn't make a good impression on Heidi. I was a little pissed off that he was acting the way he was, and it made me want to haul a right hook into his jaw. I wasn't exactly having a great day either, but I didn't sulk. I kept in good spirits as best as I could. Wes gets WAY too dramatic, especially when he drinks. He makes such a big deal out of minor little things. It's so stupid to go through life crying over spilt milk. You just have to take life as it comes, good or bad, and accept that everything is a part of fate, and eventually, it will work out for the best.
When Wes left, Heidi and I did a little more drinking, and decided to play a little pool. That was... a joke! We were too drunk to even walk, so watching us try to play pool was quite amusing. At least two or three times, Heidi knocked a ball off the table. We never did find one of them, either. Once our pool game was done, it was time to go. My mom was such a good sport and offered to be our designated driver for the night. Of course, when my mom got there, we weren't done with our drinks... so we stole the glasses and brought them with us! lol I don't think Mom was too happy about that.... Heidi is such a bad influence on me! Somehow, we always end up stealing shit when we get drunk.
I finally passed out around 5:30am, after making a drunken phone call to Josh. I left a nasty message on his voice mail. Completely forgot I did it until he called back this morning... oops. And today, I had quite the hangover! I was sick all day! I guess I don't mind though, because I had a good time last night, and I needed a night like that.
I felt much better by the time the big game was on, though! Nice work, Patriots!! It was such an awesome, close game. The halftime show was the best I've ever seen! Paul McCartney was absolutely amazing! I want to see him live in concert someday. He sounds so great for all the singing he's done over the years. He didn't sound strained or tired at all. I consider him one of the best musicians of our time.
Well... that about covers my weekend.
Plan for tomorrow: send out resumes for some jobs out there, and work 9-3 at the RMSC. Fun fun...