so last nightt we hung out at cate's. it was an alright night i suppose. nobody there to really put me on my guard and we didn't do anything really besides sit and talk and throw darts at people :) tomorrow night me and chris are gonna be party security which pretty much just involves us walking around with packing tubes hitting people until they scream "the tube is civilization!" it looks to be fun. it also looks to be another night spent completely alone, surrounded by 30 or 40 of my friends.
i've had so many things in this past year come so close and yet slip through my fingers. let's see, i had a girlfriend there for a month till she decided that she had just been joking all that time and wanted to be friends again. whatever. then one of my best friends, one of my closest, most trusted and beloved friends, just fucking walks out of my life because of something that wasn't under my control. it's left a big gap i've been unable to fill, but i'm too stubborn to say anything since i didn't do anything wrong, in my opinion of course. now don't get me wrong, i know the taste of my own foot as well as anybody, so i'm getting pretty good at realizing when i kick myself in the back of the throat, and i didn't do it here. i quit my job because of "differences" with my managers, those being that i wanted to work and they wanted me to go to hell. you see the dilemma.
well i guess that about wraps it up. hey! maybe some girl will kick me in the nuts tonight and pour her drink over my head and the year will be complete. go me!
music:sum 41, the announcers on madden 2003 telling me how much i suck
