wow, sorry guys. I haven't updated in a real long time. Due to a couple reasons, really. One being i haven't had a computer at my disposal. Viruses attacked my poor PC in the night and rendered it all but immobile, techologically. I was able to half heartedly upload some music to my source of soundtrack, and check my e-mail while fending off parasitic pop-ups. That all chaged over the weekend though. I swept up my beauty and bestowed her upon the ever vigil watchmen that front best buy's service department. A mere two days later, and my baby was back in my arms, being toted to my vehicle for the not so long ride home. So we are getting way off track. This is about me, and all about me. My weeks as of late have been spent trying in vain to save money while going to a slew of concerts and getting wasted on a newar constant base. One weekend in particular comes to mind. It involves my associates jamie and emily. We hit upon the idea to up it in an old fashined way at our old watering hole "jacobs". See this place holds many reasons to be frequented. For one, the beer flows like wine. And on the wage i'm making, it fits my budget just right. $1.50 gin and tonics, and $1.50 PBRs. In addition to that, there is generally a plethora of youth just waiting, no, hoping to get wild in the way jamie and i used to on a weekly basis. So with our good friend emily in town for the weekend from cincy we decided to make a night of it. We (emily, jamie and myself) have had some weird nights. One night comes to mind where i was wearing a pink sleeveless shirt, white glasses and girl's jeans. Jamie and i drank whiskey and beer early in the night, and i blacked out and vomited in a hotel room in kentucky. We also got kicked out of jacobs for being a general destructive nuisance. We also used a cardboard box full of beast code-red as a cooler until the sun came up the first night we ever partied together. We have always just had the best luck in the way of getting really fucked up and having the best time ever. So anywho, we are all in the same city, same time. I don't like showing up anywhere dry, so emily and i hit up the northside to lubricate the rest of the evening. We were there until the ripe old hour of one AM or so when we made the venture down to old jake's. We enter, and immediately start pounding one drink after the other, or at least i did. Than jamie showed up. It was like he was racing himself to the hospital all night. He was double fisting drinks and pouring them on his head throughout the entire evening. He was the first one on the dance floor, and he just jumps up by himself and starts dancing. He pours the remainder of a beer over his head and starts shaking like he is having a seizure. Well he gets beer all over some dude's girlfriend, than knocks the drink out of her hand. He hands her the drink he was drinking from as a sign of good meaning, and she accepted. God only knows what portion of that bottle contained actual beer, and not some combination of sweat, spit, and who knows what else. The rest of the evening can only be described in swirling, nautious recollections that seem to be what nightmares are made of. For now, this is all, as i have to leave, but this will be continused. soon.
