Sunday, October 28, 2001
oh my guys, my head hurts, deezus h. nuts.

so yeah, i was making the rounds of the blogs today, to see the damage. i went to dr. jebe's blog, and she had a like that said SUPA GREG, and i just about fell out of my chair. super greg is the greatest dj ever. go to his webpage and just look at the guy. he has is whole pimp suit on, and his posse. i mean damn. then if you listen to him actually spin, oh yeah. greatest skratch artist ever..... anyways, i just thought that was funny. it would be like going to someone's blog, and having it say WEEEEEE.

remember, look out for hypothermia. bwaaaaaaaaah, shoot me in the head, better off dead. i wish i could wake up drunk like yesterday. ok, so about yesterday. party was off the shizzle. i got home really late, and i was plowed, i don't remember too much about walking home. i think i finally crashed about 4:30 or 5:00. i had my alarm set for like 7, because i had to be at work in south seattle at 8:30 and go to the store before hand to get snack for anyone who showed up to our work party. so, i finally hear my alarm in the morning, and it says 8:30 on it. i am just like SHIIIIT. and i run downstairs, and run outside and get in my car and go. i am on the road, and i am like damn i am still fucked up. i was drunk for a large portion of the morning. i am really glad that no community members showd up at the work party we were running, because i was slurring my speech and stumpling and everything. the great thing was, i wasn't hungover because i was still drunk. it wasn't until i went home and took a nap that i woke up hungover. bah, sucks.

ali at the party, that was hilllll freaking llllarious. i mean, where did that come from. i just walked around laughing. anyways, the skankometer was off the chart at that party. i didn't think our social group even had connections to that many women period, let alone that many attractive completely chill women. i mean, no one was getting mad at drunkeness and pouting in the corner, everyone talked to me when i started talking to them. hell, girls were coming up to me and talking to me. people i knew kept telling me that they heard girls talking how i looked good. that freaked me out. i think i have blogged before about this. you know how some days you look in the mirror, and you look at yourself and think "god damn i am the sexiest mother fucker alive." then some days, you are like, who is this damn shat person staring back at me. well, lately i have been thinking i am hot. it is all a state of mind. i really like the crazyness that is my hair. i really wish i could just die it again. i dunno, this red color is pretty fun. too bad it is going to shampoo out. maybe i just won't shower or something.

on that whole self reflection blog that was like a million pages long, i said i was a generally unattractive person, but i think i may take that back. i should write another one of those and then go back and compare them, that would probably be pretty funny.

i am generally happy in life, it is a good feeling.

except for po ditching me last night ;) luckily people showed up after a while, otherwise i would have just been alone sitting in travs room for the rest of the night watching movies in a drunken stupor wondering where po went off too. haha :)





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