scoots

st blah blah day.

i really hate it. because i hate drunk idiots.

so i worked until oh around 6 pm. my "friend" that i am staying with went out after work and sounded like he was drunk by around 7pm.

the bad thing was he gave me a key, put it into my work bag, and as i left work i thought that i dont need to take both bags home, just the laptop. which means i had no key. i went to borders downtown minneapolis. actually got alot of work done. so my choice is...i wait close by where he is or go by his apartment.

i wait by where i think he is going to be....and the most freaked out women ive ever come across sits down next to me at the bar. she blabs in my ear about nothing until the bartender buys me a beer for putting up with her. she finally moves on........by this time ive made 20 calls to my host and to anyone else know in minneapolis because if my friend does not answer im fucked.

finally he does pick up the phone. he is in bed... i beg him before he passes out to unlock the door.

he does. so i find

im not staying here anymore.