Fuck all this lame-ass diet crap. All I did was stop eating meat, cut down ever so slightly on my portions during meals, and switch from large quantities of beer to large quantities of vanilla vodka and ginger ale, and I've lost somewhere in the neighborhood of 15 pounds in the last couple months, and without sacrificing my rock star lifestyle...if this keeps up, I might end up naked on the internet or something crazy like that. I'm getting to that point gradually...already my semi-bare ass is posted in SGLA after Wednesday night's shenanigans at the Burgundy Room. 
I love all my crazy SGLA friends. You're all fucking rock stars. Wait, I don't mean you're all fucking rock stars...well, I don't know, some of you might be, but I just mean...aww fuck it, you get the idea.
Speaking of friends...I love my friend Tom. He moved to Reno a year ago, and he's moving to Brooklyn in a couple days, but he's down for the weekend. He's seriously the funniest person I've ever met in my life. Anyone who has met me knows how much I laugh as it is, but I laugh ten times as much when I'm around Tom. He's a snarky bitch, a loud, hilarious drunkard, he is.
Another one of my friends, who is normally a pretty cool guy, acts like a frat boy pig when he's drunk. I will never, ever, ever let him hang out with any of my female SG friends. I'm not happy with him at the moment, despite the fact that he's letting me use his internet connection and crash on his couch so I don't have to drive the half hour back to the LBC, only to wake up in a couple hours and drive back to go to work. Grrrrrr.
Wait, I don't want to end on a bad-mood-type note, so I'll just say:
"Too much fashion for me"
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UPDATE: It's 6:19am now...I don't think I'll be sleeping tonight...err...this morning...which ought to make the next 24 hours very interesting, since I have to work 9-6 and then go to the official welcome home party for the afore-mentioned funny guy and my other friend who's in town from Brooklyn. I can't see this ending well.
Wait, I mean, SLEEP DEPRIVATION IS FUN!!! WHEEEEE!!!
I love all my crazy SGLA friends. You're all fucking rock stars. Wait, I don't mean you're all fucking rock stars...well, I don't know, some of you might be, but I just mean...aww fuck it, you get the idea.
Speaking of friends...I love my friend Tom. He moved to Reno a year ago, and he's moving to Brooklyn in a couple days, but he's down for the weekend. He's seriously the funniest person I've ever met in my life. Anyone who has met me knows how much I laugh as it is, but I laugh ten times as much when I'm around Tom. He's a snarky bitch, a loud, hilarious drunkard, he is.
Another one of my friends, who is normally a pretty cool guy, acts like a frat boy pig when he's drunk. I will never, ever, ever let him hang out with any of my female SG friends. I'm not happy with him at the moment, despite the fact that he's letting me use his internet connection and crash on his couch so I don't have to drive the half hour back to the LBC, only to wake up in a couple hours and drive back to go to work. Grrrrrr.
Wait, I don't want to end on a bad-mood-type note, so I'll just say:
"Too much fashion for me"
28
UPDATE: It's 6:19am now...I don't think I'll be sleeping tonight...err...this morning...which ought to make the next 24 hours very interesting, since I have to work 9-6 and then go to the official welcome home party for the afore-mentioned funny guy and my other friend who's in town from Brooklyn. I can't see this ending well.
Wait, I mean, SLEEP DEPRIVATION IS FUN!!! WHEEEEE!!!
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I see you're doing well nowadays. I venture to guess that perhaps you're doing even better than you were when i left the country?
GOOD!
Missed ya, bean!