say something about ... yourself!

got together with friends and were drinking. am alteranetely angsty and gleeful. fuck, i miss them

so don't wanna go to work tomorrow. shit.

didn't think i was this much of a lightweight. i guess that's what i get for mixing my own drinks and making them more vodka than lemonade, likw 90% to 10%. fuck work a 9 a tonorrrrow.
 
went outside to smoke. my mom came out with me. i went to dump the ash and cigarette butts out in the trash can

mom: you're walking really crooked...
me: i'm just really tired...
haha

i wound up rambling to her about all the shit about katrina and them having shit against lindsay. can't even fucking comprehend how i got to my house from amy's car hahaha