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aaaarrrrrrgggghhhh...
2001-08-20 - 12:14 a.m.

I just figured out something. I'm fucking perved. perved from one tall-ass glass of hefeweizen. Actually I didn't just NOW figure this out, but halfway from driving home from the restaurant my head just started going blahblahblahblahblahblahblah. ugh. I ended up spending $35 on food tonight, when my ACTUAL meal was $22. fuck i hate going to restaurants in a bigcrowd cause someone always ends up getting over on the rest of us and not paying. the bill came out to $145 and some change and after everyone said they paid their share we only had $101 in cash. what the fuck? so more gazing over the bill, and some more poeple put in more money and i did too and i ended up spending 35. Larry put in 15 dollars and he only had a slice of apple pie. I have no actual proof that Victor actually skipped on us, but i'll be damned if he put any money on the table. that is just soooooooooooo fucked up dude. I remember that type of shit dude, so don't be surprised if you find yourself on the same end as i was tonight you dick.

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Oh dude, grooveradio is playing that phat fucking "Rapture" track by Vaiio... that somg is sooooooooooo fucking cool. The Ministry of sound label puts out so much good shit out tbere its not funny. im tired im gonna go to sleep.

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6:38 AM-- OK... so I wake up this morning with a sore throat from all the cigarettes I smoked yesterday, and I go to my computer and I see on the screen that I wrote an entry last night, which I don't even remember doing. So I check it out, and I'm like, "what the fuck?" What the hell did I write last night? Can I ramble on any worse? Geez...
Anyways, this weekend was cool, Friday night we went to Dave & Busters for Larry's birthday... It was cool seeing Monica again, haven't seen her in while. She noticed that Larry and I and the rest of our little "clique" (which I hate referring it to as, but I can't think of another word to use) don't hang out like we used to, something I've noticed for awhile now myself.
My fucking Raiders lost to the fucking 49ers yesterday, which reeeeeeeeeeeeeally pissed me off. I could care less about the goddamn money I lost to Guillermo and Mikey, but I know now I'm not going to hear the end of it for a while. Ooooh and that white trash wanna-be gangsta dirtbag 49er dickhead at the restaurant should be lucky I was too perved last night to notice that he was referring to my Raiders jersey and their loss when he was taunting me...

If you haven't checked it out, check out the lyrical questionnaire I took and try it out yourself... I found it quite interesting trying to find that "right song" with the lyrics that would match what I was trying to say...

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