aj_paradiselost

Man, what a fucked up night. The brother in Law got married yesterday, yeah, on Valentines day. He did the whole justice of the peace thing. We went to a resturant do to the whole dinner with the family fucking thing. I was feeling really good yesterday so I decided to give the obviously gay waiter a hard time. Everything he said I made him repeat three times. Like he'd say the soup specials then I look at the menu again and say, do you have soup, what are the specials? Yeah, it doesn't sound fucking funny now, you kind of had to be there.
After that we all went out to a private club and everyone got trashed, well not me, I was driving, but I did drink at the bar across the street. Somehow I invited the entire bar back to my place. It was fucking packed in here. I took out the snakes and the reptiles to show everyone.
Me and this other fucking dude decided to have a jam sesssion at four in the morning. Yeah, I got a complaint notice this morning, I'm sure it was the whiny little prick downstairs. Well, one of my friends got mad fucked up and I got a call from him. He never made it to his house. He couldn't climb the cement steps, half a fucking gallon of Vodka will do that to ya. I dragged him into his place crying and puking all over his carpet. He was saying that he couldn't breath so I called 911. The cops and the fucking paramedics show up and I'm fucking with the cops, you know, talking shit. One cop you can tell was fresh out of the military, he was even standing at attention. I was asking him how much pot I'd have to have on me to go to jail. Well then he started asking me questions. Cops don't freak me out, only when thier guns are drawn.
The wanted to take Scott to the hospital but I told them I would sign the claimer that would make me responsible for him. I sat at his house for a few hours to make sure he wouldn't choke on his puke before I left. The fucking sun was up and I was dead on my feet at work. I wrote the manager about how fucked up complaining assholes are, you know, meaning the complaint notice. I got off work and typed a letter the manger tell him how we were nocturnal and sleep during the day so if people want to complain they can go get fucked. She was sort of upset with me, she was worried about getting evicted. Fuck that, hope they enjoy the letter when the office opens up tomorrow, the damn suckers of cock. Anyway it looks like I've typed up a fucking novel here, complete with spelling errors.......blow me. I'm out of here, need to crash soon.......L8er.....Aj