I BET YA DO, YA FREAKY OLD BASTARD, YOOOO-HOOO!!!
Went out to Twisted with Joseph for a couple drinks after the store meeting tonight. HEH!
We're probably gonna go batshit insane with the partying the weekend after next. It's gonna be awesome.
In other news. Shoots lined up for the next two months: LunaC on the 30th, Chev on Dec. 4th, Parris Blue sometime next month and Machine on January 24th. WOOOOO. Busy.
Okay. Now I'm motivated to blog about the weekend. Heh.
Friday night I went over to John's with Doom, Kyle, Lacie and her friend Tori. Got pretty hammered playing beer pong. But apparently Brandon blacked out and was generally being pretty hilarious, but he totally ninja'd my car keys. HEH. So by the time I was ready to leave to go see Terry, I had no keys and everyone in the house was scouring EVERYWHERE for them. Kyle eventually found them in Doom's pocket. Headed off to Terry's and hung out with him and Shawn and went to bed.
Saturday I worked 12-6, then went back to John's for more beer pong glory. And John finally beat my ass at Riff. Somewhere along the line, Don started texting me and we decided to go get him. So we play another round of beer pong with Don on my team and I fucking blacked out real bad. I guess I told John I needed to eat something, so he made me a chimichanga and the last thing I remember was eating it whilst wobbling back and forth in the kitchen. *BLACK*
Apparently I sprawled out in the middle of the kitchen floor and passed out, was woken up by the guys, then I was in the bathroom for 15 minutes, then I went and passed out on the chair in the living room. Jesus.
So yeah. Interesting weekend. I find it kinda hilarious how EVEN NOW, Don and I can't seem to stop fighting about our past. HEH.
Bed.
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