Woke up feeling like a piece of trash after last night. I'm beginning to scare myself when I wake up wondering how the fuck I got home.. then immediately remember that I totally drove myself and others home. Nothing beats working at a pizza place after a night of boozing, it almost makes up for having to wake up at 11am, Chad knows what I'm talking about, only your pizza place sucks to all hell and i'd rather eat cardboard then that shit(at least it's cheap). Zach by the way I remember hauling absolute ASS at pool last night at Clydes. I'm not sure who bought more games but either way it serves you right to pay for pocketing the 8-ball like 3 times in a row off the break (if there is a God like you speak of, he surely hates you and loves me). Did I mention im getting a pool table? man you guys are fucked, and im still gonna charge for games played at my place, or just a box of tall boys for entering the basement. Im kinda hyped for this cause the bar scene is getting played out, unless we find that mysterious bar with the mechanical bull in it, someone is getting their ass kicked on my birthday if we ever find that place...true story. I know cause ill somehow have gained access to the bull's controls. fuckin puppets!         Why does my blog have no followers!! I know people read this!!!