man what a fucking heavy day. Starts out like any other tuesday. Find out around 4pm that one of my HS buddies dies from pancreatitis complications. Chris was an underclassman to me but he looked up to me because we ran cross country together. He was probably the first person that really made me notice that someone wanted to be like me since i was a senior and our coach gave me workouts to administer to the team when he was gone. Great nice guy. We found each other on facebook years later and he married and had a kid, but was in/out of the hospital for months. I offered him a dodger game this past summer but he declined not knowing if he could make it.
So then I go out with friends tonight and find out my past saturday night out with friends was all wacked out more than I could imagine. My 52yr old friend pissed off our 28 yr old hottie friend after I left (i already was on my 7th beer of the day). Not to mention my cop friend got shitfaced and was practically chair-fucking this other gal in too close proximity to me.
Sometimes I love the fact that i live a simple single life with no complications, no debt, a semi-solid job, and live where I do. I think some people can recognize that in me right away and we connect. Others, never make it out of their own little bubbles.
So then I go out with friends tonight and find out my past saturday night out with friends was all wacked out more than I could imagine. My 52yr old friend pissed off our 28 yr old hottie friend after I left (i already was on my 7th beer of the day). Not to mention my cop friend got shitfaced and was practically chair-fucking this other gal in too close proximity to me.
Sometimes I love the fact that i live a simple single life with no complications, no debt, a semi-solid job, and live where I do. I think some people can recognize that in me right away and we connect. Others, never make it out of their own little bubbles.