It's true. We Jedi have a tendency to mess with them Sith, blowin' up their Death Stars and crap.
I'm drunk and I'm mad. Dave and I together have a blast, but we were out for his roommate's birthday along with the roomy's girlfriend and brother and another roomy. Well there's a big deal going between the birthday boy and his lady so she leaves in a tuff and he pretends nothing happened. All while we're at a nice but not college student friendly bar so there's not a lot of people. His brother is just a douche. I've done everything to be nice to him and instead he just stares at me like I should be in a kitchen. Well eff that, I'M the one that demands bacon sandwiches, NOT him. So all and all, I feel like the night was a waste because dave and I could have been playing games and not caught up in a dramafest.