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"they should make popcorn that tastes like pork and beans..." why is it when i actually try to put in the time to go to work and do a reasonable amount of hours for the week before thanksgiving break, there are no cases? the world is against me i tell ya. and to top it all off i have a review session scheduled for tonite and its dawsons creek nite. someone hates me i swear. maybe my priorities are just a little bit screwed up that tv is so important to me. at least thats what i was told. so my weekend was pretty good. it was fun having chadlas up here for friday although i wish he would have stayed the whole weekend...grr. we all partied in our apartment building. i'm welcome in one of the 7th floor apartments anytime...so says the hot boy. michael did a lot of vomiting and so did some people on our stairs apparently. saturday we drank at ryan and anthong's and then went to the frat for a bit where ryan was trashed and tried to start a fight. boys are so stupid...so then i decided we should probably leave. went back to their place again...played a little game of adawg. dont ever play it, even though anthong invented the game it doesnt mean he can cheat. he only had to drink on 3 of the cards in the deck and charlotte and i had to do the rest. did something i shouldnt have...freaked out a bit. anthong babbled about a hallucination of a guy wearing his shoes...the one's he had on his feet. i eventually just passed the fuck out. not such a good time. so this week we've just been watching a lot of movies since none of us have too much to do and we'll have to be separated from the apartment for a whole week. i swear we should just move in. on the weekends we only leave to sleep and take a shower and then we're back. but yeah not much else to talk about. its almost break...kickass. +The Last Five+ |