Woke up at seven and left a hungover, rambling message on my answering machine. Went home at eight. Took my brother to daycare. Went to The Grind to meet Katherine but her portfolio took too long so I just left and went home.
Jeff wanted to see me but I was all hungover and feeling gross. So I was like, "When I feel better."
Went to Angie's. Waited for her clothes to dry. Walked back to my place. Called Jordon.
Hung out with Jordon and went to Brenden's house. Never really got a good look at him before that night because the first time I met him, the lights were off because we were watching Thirteen. And the night before didn't count because I was extremely drunk.
Yeah. He's fucking hot.
Anyways. Hung out there. Listened to Matt Good. Talked about a shitload of stuff. Smoked a lot. Smoked some cigars too. Jordon's getting me addicted to cigars and it's bad enough that I go through a pack of cigarettes in a day or so.
Calin came home (guy) on his break at work. Talked to him for a bit. Promised him that I'd bring my Tegan & Sara cd the next day so that he could listen to it.
Played Mortal Kombat on Brenden's PS2. Got my ass beaten by Angie. Except when I played as this really fucked up looking guy with long teeth.
Next thing we know, it's morning.
10:02 a.m. - 2005-03-24
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