And the gravy train with biscuit wheels keeps on a rollin'. It's been a pretty crazy past week or so. Work is starting to pick up, my favorite and only well-balenced roommate is moving out so I'm left with the two that don't do their dishes and play pool till 5 am under my room.

I'm stopping all whiskey drinking for the next couple months. I've been going a little overboard and it's always whiskey. I've decided I'll only drink or go to the bar when there's a reason (birthday, meet a buddy for a pint.. etc.) and not as I have been when I'm bored or simply don't want to be at home because the pile of dishes stink. The roommate that's moving out is checking himself into the oxford home, basically a house with zero tolerance for drugs and alcohol. It's crazy that he was the tamest of all of us living there right now.

What did the deaf dumb and blind kid get for christmas?

Cancer.