deckwreck

I somehow managed to drag my ass out of bed early this morning to get to campus and turn in my style test for Journalism. Afterwards, I met up with my roommate and a couple of our friends at the aptly named Sensational Subs, where Lucas, Kyle, and myself proceeded to get blasted. Kyle and I stumbled to the train station (side note: on the way to the train, I ran into the girl who blew me off last week. Since I was drunk I called her out on it, and she swore that she thought the same thing; she was looking around the club for me while I was waiting in the parking lot. Damnable no re-entry! Anyway, I'm supposed to call her on Saturday, but I have definite backup plans if nothing comes of it, so it's okay.) and swayed our way home.

I woke up at about 3:15 (yes, we were drinking at school at noon. Meh!) and realized that I was late! You see, today was my mother's birthday and I had to drive to Duluth for dinner with the family. I had originally planned to get my hair cut and swing by Tower to buy Smile for her and the new Hot Snakes record for myself. But because of time constraints I was forced to continue looking like a hippy. Blast.

Dinner was good. Afterwards I visited my grandparents for a bit. And I even made it home in time for Rescue Me. Awesome.

Oh, and just so you know, the new Hot Snakes record is fucking awesome.