There were a few barrels this Friday evening. I chose not to attend, citing killing myself last weekend, the weather, and really any other excuse I could think of. This did not mean I went to bed early or anything, of course not. That would be unthinkable. With that in mind I was up and about when some people started to trickle back in...drunk. There was some comedy, Ira and I played super smash and he did suprisingly well for being drunk off his ass. Birdy and Julio actually had to carry someone back, which is pretty impressive. But the best moment came when Lisa got back. She held a bag from McDonalds. The drunk people flocked to her. Being the generous person she is, she handed over her fries to Ziggy. She looks away for a second, and Ziggy takes this time not to eat all of them, not even to eat one of them. He threw the bag like a grenade down the hall way. Lisa was less than pleased.
Ira had lost track of Zander last night, and I saw him this morning. He explained that he had spent the night sleeping in a private garden somewhere in Sandy Bay. Being too tired to make it home to his bed, he slept in a flower bed. I am so funny
Other fun stuff, went for a run today for the first time in ages. i also missed the rain by about 30 minutes, perfect timing. Time to start getting back in shape. woo.
also, go hawthorne, won by over 100 points today!
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