Ah, as Monday begins, it is time to reflect on the weekend. Friday night, I went mini-golfing and then hit the driving range. The driving range is awesome, all you do is smack a ball with a stick, and who cares if you are good or not, you just hit a ball with a stick. Saturday, I started out with a sushi lunch, then I went to a liquor store where my friend works and enjoyed a beer tasting, at which time we, my sister and I, picked up plenty of whiskey. Then I had to work at the bar that night. It sucked so badly. I made barely any money, and there weren't any cute little ladies my age, or remotely near my age, to flirt heavily with. What I did end up doing was helping this one lady have an excellent night. Poor woman was just coming over for a drink to forget her woes. Her son was over at New England Medical Center after trying to kill himself by OD'ing on Tylenol. So I pulled a flirty Aaron night with her and just made her forget all her problems. Sang a few songs for her as well. She left drunk and happy as can be. Other than that little tidbit of good, the night sucked.
Yesterday, well, yesterday was just Sunday, which means I get stoned really heavily and waste the day away. First, I must tell you how my Saturday sort of ended. When I left the bar and went home, I turned on the television to numb my mind with some cartoons and such while I smoke and slowly pass out. Well, I get a call from my sister who is on her way home, and she is bringing our friend Dane. They get there, and, I love this guy, he makes us all breakfast at like 5 a.m., and we are talking, from scratch hashbrowns, eggs, bacon and toast. Add a blunt rolled by yours truly, and we had such an awesome night. Then I passed out and woke up 3 hours later to a phone call about hanging out, after the phone call, I rolled over and passed out for another 3 hours. Then I got up and cleaned up the place, then I turned on the Red Sox game and my day gradually got easier. Smoke and eat and smoke and eat. That was yesterday.
Oh what a grand time it all was. I am looking forward to going home tonite and just passing out and catching up on the sleep I need. Too bad my brain is hardly working right now.
And thus, Monday is upon us. Hope you all had a happy pastel holiday.
Yesterday, well, yesterday was just Sunday, which means I get stoned really heavily and waste the day away. First, I must tell you how my Saturday sort of ended. When I left the bar and went home, I turned on the television to numb my mind with some cartoons and such while I smoke and slowly pass out. Well, I get a call from my sister who is on her way home, and she is bringing our friend Dane. They get there, and, I love this guy, he makes us all breakfast at like 5 a.m., and we are talking, from scratch hashbrowns, eggs, bacon and toast. Add a blunt rolled by yours truly, and we had such an awesome night. Then I passed out and woke up 3 hours later to a phone call about hanging out, after the phone call, I rolled over and passed out for another 3 hours. Then I got up and cleaned up the place, then I turned on the Red Sox game and my day gradually got easier. Smoke and eat and smoke and eat. That was yesterday.
Oh what a grand time it all was. I am looking forward to going home tonite and just passing out and catching up on the sleep I need. Too bad my brain is hardly working right now.
And thus, Monday is upon us. Hope you all had a happy pastel holiday.
so you never sent me that email about us hooking for drinks some night....
glad your weekend was cool...i am about to lament on mine momentarily...check back later for details!
primadonna