Yo, I'm just sitting here trying to recover from last night, watching the Nascar race. Last night was a fucking wild time. So wild that I'm fucking thinking that maybe I shouldn't talk about it. Yeah, it was the fucking wild. Maybe I'll just chalk it up as a really fucking cool memory. How the hell i'm I gonna go back to work tomorrow? Christ I am all kinds of fucked up. I just dropped my best friend off at the train station so he could head back to New Jersey. No big deal, a fucking hour and twenty minute ride. I sure as shit was going to drive him, not today. My apartment is filled with the serious essence of sin babeeeeeee. I've definately scored one for the darkside. Vodka, beer and snakebites man, hardcore. Anyway enough for now, I"m gonna try to recover.......L8er......Aj
lynxkarma:
thanks, and i came up with the idea. she give me credit for it in her journal.
i'm very excited that it is finally up 

