beer for lunch
Looking back on my previous entries, I hope you people out there can get some kind of insight as to what kind of person I am, whether you've only met me once, hang out with me on a daily basis, or never met me before. I think I have this thing about me where I don't really act my age, and sometimes I feel that it's a detriment in some cases, and a benefit in others. Most of my friends are younger than me, and some of them act much more mature than I do- or maybe I'm just being hard on myself. There's just something about it that I feel I need to work on for some weird reason.
Today I took her out for lunch. Aris came along too, so it was all good and innocent looking. She had her hair curly today, she looks soooooooo fine with her hair like that. We split a pitcher of beer, and I guess I got kinda perved. I didn't mean to, you know, just wanted pizza and beer together, but next thing I knew, I just got totally sloppy and as soon as the store closed I fell asleep at one of the displays. I knew I had to get up help clean up and stuff, but I couldn't move, and next thing I knew, I woke up and everyone was gone, except for Aris and Luis who were counting out the money tills and shit. Damn. My tolerance sucks!
I'm running out of money. I'm gaining weight. I'm forgetting to take my medicine. Geez, you'd think that I'd at least try to remember that. I still haven't taken care of that parking ticket. And right now, my dog is hella hyper for some reason. GO TO SLEEP YOU FUCKING MUTT!
Dude. This song is so fucking cool. I can't stop singing it. I'm sure radio stations around the country are blowing up that song...
"I was gonna go to court, but then I got high... I was gonna pay my child support, but then I got high... da da da daaaaaaaaaaah..."