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Last night:

Hung out with Louise and Brandon. Went to meet up with Nick at some punk show house party.
Drank lots of Rebel Yell whiskey. Left party and Nick rented a motel room at The Palms. The room had two TV's which was odd. It also had a huge fridge and a microwave
He had all his punk rock friends come and party there. They BROKE the room. I felt a little out of place because apparently I left my "leather jacket with 4 billion spikey studs" at home.
I put a lightbulb in the microwave because I was convinced it would light up. Everyone got all scared and thought it would explode. But guess what? Lighbulbs light up when you microwave them. It was awesometastic Mr Wizard shit so I celebrated by shotgunning a PBR.
We left at around 4am and I took a really rad looking orange chair with me from the room. I had been eyeball fucking this chair all night and right when we got to the room I said I was taking it.
Then went to Taco Bell.
It's funny how no matter what crazy rad shit I get myself into, so many nights end with Taco Bell.

Louise is getting a Chihuahua and naming it Taco.