Update: We did sign up at the club. Woohoo, I'm a member of a private club. After that we went to Steve and Barry's, they're having a liquidation sale and everything in the store was $5.98, which is insane. So I got some shorts, a shirt, a pair of shoes, and some flip-flops. Other than that I got my ass whooped in pool again. Gotta stop playing that game. 14 to 1 and I don't mean the game 14.1.
Oh and I punched a hole in my bathroom door. But in my defense, that door was being kind of a dick. It was actually an accident. I was angry and trying to relieve some stress.
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Well well, been running around a lot lately. Got my prescription refilled today. Which is good because I only had one pill left.
Yesterday I went up to the college to get a counseling appointment. As I was headed back to my car, I heard someone calling my name. I looked around and I saw an old friend of mine from high school in her car. She was just driving out of the parking garage and saw me. I thought it was kinda strange, I usually don't see people I know when I'm out and about. But today me and Dave went to the pool hall, (I got my ass beat. I really need to stop playing that fucking game, I just keep getting worse) and someone came up to me. It was another friend from highschool. She was just there seeing some of her friends, not playing, so I guess that's why I haven't seen here in there before. What's even stranger is that she's related to the friend I saw the day before. Finally, went to 7Eleven and it was like 12 at night. All of a sudden I heard a farmiliar voice, and it was my good buddy Sammy, who I also haven't seen since high school. He had his girl with him, who was quite pretty. He's always got good looking girls around him. I mean, he's a great guy and all, really cool, but he's a round little fella. Must be the fact that he was a football player and wrestler, chicks dig that shit.
So there's a billion Slurpee cups in my room. Me and Dave really need to start bringing our big Slurpee mugs with us to 711.
Hmm. We're considering signing up at a health club. I'm somewhat worried. It's a year long contract. And it's not all that cheap. Plus I have strange heart problems. It flutters, and I think I have angina, at least I'm pretty sure that's what it is. But my doctor doesn't seem worried at all. He says my heart is fine and yadda yadda. But I really wanted to go get a stress test before I signed up at a gym. But I'm getting $170 off if I sign up tomorrow, so I really want to take the deal. It's a nice place too.
Oh and I punched a hole in my bathroom door. But in my defense, that door was being kind of a dick. It was actually an accident. I was angry and trying to relieve some stress.
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Well well, been running around a lot lately. Got my prescription refilled today. Which is good because I only had one pill left.
Yesterday I went up to the college to get a counseling appointment. As I was headed back to my car, I heard someone calling my name. I looked around and I saw an old friend of mine from high school in her car. She was just driving out of the parking garage and saw me. I thought it was kinda strange, I usually don't see people I know when I'm out and about. But today me and Dave went to the pool hall, (I got my ass beat. I really need to stop playing that fucking game, I just keep getting worse) and someone came up to me. It was another friend from highschool. She was just there seeing some of her friends, not playing, so I guess that's why I haven't seen here in there before. What's even stranger is that she's related to the friend I saw the day before. Finally, went to 7Eleven and it was like 12 at night. All of a sudden I heard a farmiliar voice, and it was my good buddy Sammy, who I also haven't seen since high school. He had his girl with him, who was quite pretty. He's always got good looking girls around him. I mean, he's a great guy and all, really cool, but he's a round little fella. Must be the fact that he was a football player and wrestler, chicks dig that shit.
So there's a billion Slurpee cups in my room. Me and Dave really need to start bringing our big Slurpee mugs with us to 711.
Hmm. We're considering signing up at a health club. I'm somewhat worried. It's a year long contract. And it's not all that cheap. Plus I have strange heart problems. It flutters, and I think I have angina, at least I'm pretty sure that's what it is. But my doctor doesn't seem worried at all. He says my heart is fine and yadda yadda. But I really wanted to go get a stress test before I signed up at a gym. But I'm getting $170 off if I sign up tomorrow, so I really want to take the deal. It's a nice place too.
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thedishwasher:
i want a slurpee soooo bad!!!! and as a girl, i must say jock type guys =
... hope your heart is ok sweetie
thedishwasher:
you better not drop dead... id miss hearing about your shooting pool and eating sushi