I wasn't that cold.
I have photos but the cord to take them off my camera is at the lovely Jill's house.
There were quite a few people there.
I think Zito won. I won my race. I was drunk as shit. Now I know why the homeless drink so much. It keeps the cold away. at about 9pm I got back to my house, of course I had been drinking since about 1:30 so I was pretty tired, and dehydrated. but after a good nights sleep I feel fine.
there is a triple rock stupor brunch today(sunday) that I might try and get to. Not to sure though since my car is in the shop and I am at home.
I miss Jill.
I will post up photos (most of them are from in a bar, or someone smoking weed.
sup beach
it's 4:30am do you know where your heads at?
fumble out of bed, stumble to the kitchen,
pour myself a cup of ambition.
war zone????
No just what is left of my cars after the fire. Look at how short my hair was..
damn son!
one halloween I was a bag of weed...
what more do you want?
- iTod
- I like bikes, shoes, shopping, clothes, Jill, music, and tasty healthy food.
2 comments:
good to know you won your race. atta boy.
my race was to get the drunkest.
I beat myself because I was more drunk than I was before at every stop...
woo hoo.
I did get a little cold though.
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