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So i woke up friday morning with hair down to my shoulder. By the end of the day, it's about three inches at the longest. It had been a year sinse my last cut so i figured it was time to de-hippy me.

Yesterday was fun. I got so drunk it was rediculous. I broke a pool table and got to help put out a couch that was on fire (on a side note, mixed drinks don't do that well with fire.) The last three hours of drinking are pretty blurry though.

Is this fucked up or is this funny? A frat bro of mine got drunk and passed out around 2pm and then threw up on the bed of another frat bro. In retaliation, people were invited to draw with sharpie all over him and then somebody dumped a jar of spaghettis sauce, uncooked noodles, parmegon cheese and bread all over him. So they turned a drunk bastard into a spaghetti dinner. He was pretty pissed when he regained consciousness haha. I liken it to seeing a guy get hit in the junk. Yes it's funny, but you don't want it to happen to you and that's why it's funny.

I also told my boss i was quitting next month after i get back from prom. I don't have another job waiting for me, but i need to get out of there like a jew at a neo nazi rally. Every day i'm there my soul is sucked from me like a vaccuum cleaner jammed up my ass.

So in other news, i got a coconut today. I don't know what i'll do with it