What a crazy weekend and a great day at work! I got over that lame headache and made my way to Tailins and Nyssas party on saturday. They were great hosts and I met a ton of awesome people. I also had a chance to catch up with a few friends. Ive learned a couple things: picking presents is a careful strategy, I can be a calm drunk, liquor always wins, cocaine as well. And finally, always bring extra blankets and an open mind. Fierhauk had a lot of advice that I will keep with me. I love older people. Experience is a valuable tool.
Sunday night was not as enjoyable. It was Joshs 21st. He started his bar run at around three pm and didnt come home until seven. Then he and I went to a little place to meet up with some friends. I love being the only one not able to drink. It is GREAT! Anyway, after Josh scared all the females with in a ten mile radius away, Annie (the exception) and I head home to play some beer pong and get my drink on. Team Pollock won a round or two but I, being the pong mastah, defeated them. Then Josh had the great idea to fuck with our passed out roommate, who still had his shoes on by the way, by stacking every DVD we had in the house on top of him. Needless to say he woke up in a fury and started what would be the fucking hell hole that ended the night. With me in between the two trying to stop a physical battle it was only a matter of time before they fought. Josh, luckily, left to go to the police station without shoes or a jacket. I ran out to bring his intoxicated ass some shoes and a jacket but he didnt want the jacket because it was Eds. He thought in his mind that the cops would be the best answer and that it would be an easy two mile hike to the station in below freezing weather. I followed him for about five minutes trying to talk him out of it, but when I realized that it wasnt working and that I, being drunk myself, couldnt go with him I turned around. We waited for hours, called the police station, went out looking for him but it was no use. The police sent patrol after patrol out and even brought in a blood hound. The blood hound was fucking great by the way. They are fucking talented. So, after about five hours they finally find him in a church asleep. I hate everything sometimes. Enough, I cant even think about it anymore. Happy fucking birthday.
Work was amazing today. I touched countless new drugs and learned so much in such a small amount of time. Tomorrow will be even better. Fate has prevailed once again.
Now, I just have to figure out what Im going to do about this girl Nyssa that works with me. She is caring and very beautiful. I just feel like I should have a little money before I take her out. I know it really shouldnt matter but money is a buffer for me. There isnt much you can do without it.
I need sleep, bad.
Goodnight all.
Sunday night was not as enjoyable. It was Joshs 21st. He started his bar run at around three pm and didnt come home until seven. Then he and I went to a little place to meet up with some friends. I love being the only one not able to drink. It is GREAT! Anyway, after Josh scared all the females with in a ten mile radius away, Annie (the exception) and I head home to play some beer pong and get my drink on. Team Pollock won a round or two but I, being the pong mastah, defeated them. Then Josh had the great idea to fuck with our passed out roommate, who still had his shoes on by the way, by stacking every DVD we had in the house on top of him. Needless to say he woke up in a fury and started what would be the fucking hell hole that ended the night. With me in between the two trying to stop a physical battle it was only a matter of time before they fought. Josh, luckily, left to go to the police station without shoes or a jacket. I ran out to bring his intoxicated ass some shoes and a jacket but he didnt want the jacket because it was Eds. He thought in his mind that the cops would be the best answer and that it would be an easy two mile hike to the station in below freezing weather. I followed him for about five minutes trying to talk him out of it, but when I realized that it wasnt working and that I, being drunk myself, couldnt go with him I turned around. We waited for hours, called the police station, went out looking for him but it was no use. The police sent patrol after patrol out and even brought in a blood hound. The blood hound was fucking great by the way. They are fucking talented. So, after about five hours they finally find him in a church asleep. I hate everything sometimes. Enough, I cant even think about it anymore. Happy fucking birthday.
Work was amazing today. I touched countless new drugs and learned so much in such a small amount of time. Tomorrow will be even better. Fate has prevailed once again.
Now, I just have to figure out what Im going to do about this girl Nyssa that works with me. She is caring and very beautiful. I just feel like I should have a little money before I take her out. I know it really shouldnt matter but money is a buffer for me. There isnt much you can do without it.
I need sleep, bad.
Goodnight all.
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go for the girly.
money doesnt matter
such is my wisdom!!
mauhs
amber