This applies to EVERYONE: I started this thing to put down how I feel about things at a certain time. When I want to talk, but feel like I can't. It's really just that simple. If you don't like it, I'm sorry. I'm not out to make anyone feel like they're being put down. If you feel that way, there must be some truth in what I'm saying.

8/04/2004

Song of the Day: "Complicated Questions" - Finger Eleven

Wow, it's been a while since I've updated. And the funny part of it is: not much has happened.

I take that back.

Monday night, Amanda and I went over to the Pink Galleon and met up with Matt. We ended up back at my place, had a few more beers before he left, and then everyone else started showing up around midnight. I'd bet the neighbors upstairs were pissed, but fuck them.

I gave Matt $100 dollars for a couch and table set that night. In all the total comes to $500, and it's nice stuff, but when I called him yesterday to go get it he never answered or called me back. Because of that, I missed out on hanging out with Joe and Steve. However, Amanda and I got to watch Paycheck, which was better than I thought but nothing spectacular. The two of us also played monopoly until 6 am. Played two games, starting at about 1:30 am. We both won one.

Steve, you threw me on that last question.

I leave tomorrow for another ten day stint in Bedford, TX. Once I get back though, I've got a week and a half to do whatever the hell I feel like doing. Vacation time is nice.

Otherwise, today I've gotta go grocery shopping. Steve called me again wanting to hang out, and Erich was going to the Pink Galleon tonight. I know Matt's gonna be there, so I may just stop by and see what the fuck happened to him.
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