hey!!

Hyere's aa good idea.

Let me start my inaogreal drunken bolgoing.

blogging.

G.

Anyway.

Hey, let's recap the night i'm still a part of.

My fingers are tingly, firtst. of.

But let me start at at the begnging. Start.

I was working on the piefe of shit truck untila about 9. Then i decided tot meet lori an her firend up at LJ DUCKS wchis is nota actulally in ca[pital letters.

But ellen si gone...no...ellenw was gone since this is a a narttative.

Sine ellen was gone,I decied to meet lori and her criends at JL DUCKS (NOT IN CAPITAL LETTERS) LJ duscks.

We all hungout. This is a a new dynamic as part of the 'make friens'sad' initiative started by us.

ANway..we hugn out. Lori and her her rally drunk friend Heather. Wait. Heather, lori's really durnk frind whatned to dance. So somehow it was decieded to go to the "black" bar in Collinsville. Which, if yo know cville, there's apparently one. And I've never been to it,s o I was all up ons. Mainstreet blues club or some such. Anyway, I was clearly too drunk to drive, so this firefifither (fighter!) dude named Mike drove us all in his wickedassbigasstuck. diesel!.


We went in, and it was awesome. SO FUCKING AWESOME. Lots of hip-hop (obviously, beeing the 'gblack' bar and all). We were 4 of like 10 white people in the place, but it seriously was awesome. There were two like 600-70 year old white grandma chicks in there sittin gat a table drinking crown and cokes and bobbin their heads to Akon and TI and shit. It was srioucsly surreal and awesome. So fucking cool. Love that place. Anyway, eventually lori and hether and some dude leaft, leaving me and Mike, who left after stong drink and woutd up at Good times (also not tin caps lock). Hugn out, and talk ed for a while, then he dropped me off.

Long story long, people are awesome, and it's weird ahow people are interconneged. I hat like 5 different connections to mike alone. Kinda nuts. I'm drinking sprit.e.

Um, it's 2. Aweome. i seriously kick butt at brake jobs. tomorrows i ned to wax my mustang for a cruise sunday, then go go gokarting atnd play poker after eating the bombs ass mexincan food. I think i'm gettingd drunker as I type this blogentry. Why am i lblioggin!

Oh. Cuz i wanted to eat chips and typing apparently ckeeps me concious. good to know. typing is for fun. If I concentrate really well, I can type excellently. Typing should be a field sobreiotey tst. Ok maybe not.