oddly enough, the last thing i want to do these days is piss time away on the interwebternet.
i really just want to be drunk. and hope i make it to february and my phatty bonus check. which will be put towards a muthafukin motorcycle. prolly a honda sabre; which is what i had before i moved to vegas. i ♥ vegas, btw.
i just won 100$ with a 4 of a kind at seven hills bar and grill. it's nice to go out, have a few beers, some chicken tenders and come home with more money than i left with.
did i mention i kicked some serious ass at poker night the other night? did i mention that i'm going to play in the world series of poker next year? did i mention that i rule the school?
yeah. word.
watch for me on ESPN2. i'm gonna win that motherfucker and have my pic up at binion's. along with the likes of doyle bruson, johnny chan, etc.
life is grand these days. if only the office hottie would come around. she sat closely by me today for a good hour using my phone. we had quite a few laughs. she's a fun girl, indeed. hot, too. hence -- office hottie.
i got royally drunk and fucked my ex last night. well, one of them. non-stripper, as it were. last time we hung out, we got too drunk to fuck. how does THAT happen? i can vaguely remember taking my clothes off and even trying to go at it for a bit ... but between my bout with SARS and the fact that i'd sucked down anywhere around 8 shots and a 12 pack of beer ... i was in no condition to be doing much of anything. i guess we just both passed out. i don't know if that's funny or embarrassing or both.
both, probably.
my drums and hardware have arrived. it's now time to become a rockstar again. AND ... in effort to be more rockstar-ish, i've been growing my hair out. and thus i have a mullet right now. it's that sort of interim 'not long/not short' stage. it sucks.
mmm, yes, i'll be passing out now.
i really just want to be drunk. and hope i make it to february and my phatty bonus check. which will be put towards a muthafukin motorcycle. prolly a honda sabre; which is what i had before i moved to vegas. i ♥ vegas, btw.
i just won 100$ with a 4 of a kind at seven hills bar and grill. it's nice to go out, have a few beers, some chicken tenders and come home with more money than i left with.
did i mention i kicked some serious ass at poker night the other night? did i mention that i'm going to play in the world series of poker next year? did i mention that i rule the school?
yeah. word.
watch for me on ESPN2. i'm gonna win that motherfucker and have my pic up at binion's. along with the likes of doyle bruson, johnny chan, etc.
life is grand these days. if only the office hottie would come around. she sat closely by me today for a good hour using my phone. we had quite a few laughs. she's a fun girl, indeed. hot, too. hence -- office hottie.
i got royally drunk and fucked my ex last night. well, one of them. non-stripper, as it were. last time we hung out, we got too drunk to fuck. how does THAT happen? i can vaguely remember taking my clothes off and even trying to go at it for a bit ... but between my bout with SARS and the fact that i'd sucked down anywhere around 8 shots and a 12 pack of beer ... i was in no condition to be doing much of anything. i guess we just both passed out. i don't know if that's funny or embarrassing or both.
both, probably.
my drums and hardware have arrived. it's now time to become a rockstar again. AND ... in effort to be more rockstar-ish, i've been growing my hair out. and thus i have a mullet right now. it's that sort of interim 'not long/not short' stage. it sucks.
mmm, yes, i'll be passing out now.
[Edited on Sep 28, 2003]