i brake for musicians, so i broke for him, and now we're broken up. -broken (not really)
what a strange night. i ran into jermaine at el chico, we had lunch, then i dropped him off at ryans. MUCH DRINKING, calling into work because not having enough vodka in my system is a "personal emergency."
ugh. so now i have to go up to work to pick up my check, because normally, i would've gotten it last night and would be cashing it right now. jermaine needs to stop looking at what i'm writing. oh, he isn't. how unfortunate. jermaine, you suck!!!
anyway, i have to go.
later.
oh yeah, i'm going to go pick up my stuff from ......his place later. it's over. i decided. he fucked up.
OVER!
ugh. so now i have to go up to work to pick up my check, because normally, i would've gotten it last night and would be cashing it right now. jermaine needs to stop looking at what i'm writing. oh, he isn't. how unfortunate. jermaine, you suck!!!
anyway, i have to go.
later.
oh yeah, i'm going to go pick up my stuff from ......his place later. it's over. i decided. he fucked up.
OVER!