I tried to spend the day reading Faulkner and napping but my asshole friends kept waking me up. In the end, I ended up getting drunk and going to a Braves game. The tickets were one dollar. The beers were eight dollars. Randy Johnson pitched a perfect no hitter and embarassed the home team. I got to do the tomahawk chop for the first time in about ten years. It was a good time. I'm currently drunk and incredibly tired, so I'm off to bed.
PS Kestrel owns a bird.
PPS Flux, if I'm not awake at a reasonable driving to pick you up hour call me and wake me up. I've been prone to sleeping til evening lately.
PS Kestrel owns a bird.
PPS Flux, if I'm not awake at a reasonable driving to pick you up hour call me and wake me up. I've been prone to sleeping til evening lately.
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Just got back from C201--some ghetto-ass guy in there invited us in for a smoke. I ascertained that this was not the locale for which I was searching.
There was some noise and people around the other rooms in the vicinity. I knocked on some doors and asked some random people if they knew "Dave". Got some weird looks but no positive responses. Felt weird and decided to leave.
You suck.
If you ever come up to Athens to hang out, I'm going to give you directions to some crackhead neighborhood instead of my place and let you wander around aimlessly for a while.
Just kidding. Shit happens. At least I got optimistress to hang out with me or else I'd have little to do. Talk to you later.
And yes, I did beat NG on very hard. Bask in the glow of my pimpitude.