Thursday, March 5, 2009

sorry to be heavy, but heavy is the cost

i do not. want to put on my contacts and change out of my basketball shorts. and go out. 

but i'm going to. because i couldnt worm my way out of it. 

i guess everyone needs to eat, right?

we're going to the sketchiest club/bar/grill place imaginable. i'm not even exaggerating. it's like a rickety old house. it's going to either be the worst thing ever or the best. 

i guess we'll see who else comes.

argh. debummification