taswell

I lay here on my friend Jeff's couch, watching a pretty picturesque sunrise. Last night's partying was a total bust. Too much weather, too many people, not enough house. It seems like the bigger the party, the higher percentage of stupid there is to deal with. Not like fun stupid though; chronic stupid. There were some pretty cute girls there, I guess, but not the one I was looking for. I broke camp pretty early, wanting to make a semi-descreet exit without catching too much flack from the long-haul partiers. Ended up here at Jeff's, where it was really just as fucked. Though, at least it wasn't completely crowded.

I feel like I've been doing this forever. When does this shit change?

Link of the day: http://www.fuckingmachines.com