2006

Yeah yeah yeah, happy new year and all that shit. I didn't blog last night when I got home, because... I was lazy and tired and didn't feel like typing yet. I watched tv instead! yeah!

Cal came over for a bit, we watched Encino man until 2 in the morning. fucked. up.

so, new years...
I ingested a few liquids, inhaled many things, but didn't get fucked up like I thought I was. my original plans didn't go through either, but nothing ever does, does it? As long as you can get along with Murphy, you're all good.
So, despite my ingesting and inhaling as much as I could without killing myself (from my former sickness), and not getting messed up, I DID manage to wake up hung-over and slightly ICK... but I always wake up that way. I'm not a morning person, not for a few hours at least. Good reason for waking up such a way is probably from all the smoke in the air (and my lungs)... but meh.
I'm still icky today. I thought I was going to be sick earlier, but the breakfast club saved me. oh TV, my only favourable companion in the aftermath of parties and departures.
oivay.

ok, I'm done now.
happy year