BLEHHHH.

Balls. John, Doom and I were supposed to wreak havoc tonight, but they all passed out. Sad.

Last night I was too effing tired to drive into Everett. I ended up passing out on the couch at like 10pm. Woke up at 4-ish, passed back out, woke back up at 4pm. Eff. Watched some movies and then John, Doom and I headed out to Angel of the Winds. Had a couple drinks, lost some of John's money in penny slots, etc. Picked up beer, came home, watched Semi-Pro. Everyone's passed out but me. Guh.

I WANT. TO LEAVE. THE HOUSE. Fuck my lives.