justmee

Gosh. Wherre to start. I'm drunk first... so forgive my misspellings. I'm sure there are plenty in just that first sentence.

I saw Spiderman. While it didn't suck shit... it was so good that if it was the first ... I wouldn't have felt obligated to see the second. That's all on that.

I just got back from Jack in the Box. I had an Oreal milkshake... my sisters 18 year old friend is drunk as shit... and maybe I think she's cute??? That's weird . She looks like she's 15... I'm such a perv. Oreo milkshakes dont mix well with 151 and beer. Oh the pain of that mixing around in my gut.

Sooooo... my dog ran away... and just like my horoscope said... he came back. Damn dog. I've been wishing he'd run away since he was about 2 months old. What am I saying. I'd probably cry or something if I wasn't drunk as fuck running down my block yelling at him as he figured it was necessary to piss on every damn tree he passed by. OH... well.. there's plenty more Courvoisier... 151... budweiser, and amoretto to go around. Better get drinking. Sorry I'm making an ass of myself... but what the fuck. See you ... night