deckwreck

Saturday night I went to DragonCon for all of thirty minutes, got bored, and left. I spent the rest of the evening playing Scrabble with Munchx0r.

Yesterday I went into work feeling like a screaming pile of death; I had a rollover hangover from the day before due to a lack of sleep.

After work Flux and Maximillian dropped by my house. We played some...
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Friends from Florida are in town fleeing from the hurricane. We went o Bamboo Luau and boozd it, then went to a party and boozed it. My friends and my roommate stole a keg. Our so called friend ratted out on us. Kids ran in and started yelling at us in Spanish, which automatically triggered my asshole gene. We got in a fight with some...
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I got a new tattoo yesterday. Oops. Pictures after class.

Mary, there is no hope for us
If this GM van don't make it across the state line
We might as well
lay down and die

So, last night I went to my friend Lindsay's place to do some laundry. Lindsay's washer, as it turns out, is a quirky and ornery beast that doesn't like change. Apparently it didn't like me changing the knob to read "Large Load," because in revenge it flooded her apartment. Like, the whole apartment. It was crazy. We were using the floor in the hallway as...
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Blarg! My fucking boss changed the schedule mid week, and now I have to work every day until Thursday of next week. That makes twelve days ina row that I work without a day off. What makes this even more than complete and utter bullshit is the fact that, since I no longer have three days off this week, I can no longer restretch my...
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Today was lame. I woke up with a hangover, as I do fairly often, but today's was worse; two nights in a row of drinking without much sleep each followed by a full shift at work does not equal a better, fitter Dave.

Anyway, so upon my return from work I ate, took a nap for a few hours, and then woke up and did...
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August 28, 2004: Night of the bizarre phonecalls.

Last night I went to this party down in Little Five Points. It wasn't particularly interesting. I had one beer, then the keg floated. So I had one glass of punch (punch conspicuously missing any hunch, I might add) and then it ran out. The only real excitment came from some moron attempting to call Ronnie a...
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I just spent nearly an enire party talking to my roommate's ex. This is not quite as retarded as it sounds, as she is one awesome chick. I am quite the drunk, and I am going to bed.

Oh yeah, and my cat is now 100% testicle free.

Yesterday I had to take the diagnostic test in Reporting. It was about fifty questions long, and full of "find the sentence without a grammatical error" type questions. I finished in about five minutes. I think that class will be easier than I previously thought.

Last night Flux and I, along with my roommate, his mistake, and the guy crashing on our couch, finally went...
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Sittin' in my room, reading what passes nowadays for a letter from a distant friend, and listening to Johnny Cash. Time for a fuckin' drink.

And, in others news, I'm in trouble. I've thus far regulated myself to tattoos above the elbows because I'm about the farthest from having a secure career as you can get. So I was doing my usual sketching for the...
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