Thursday, December 09, 2004
max fish is the happiest place on earth.
except when douches are sitting there tazing themselves and everyone that walks by with a stun gun. or when like five fights break out inna night even though youve already left, and only hear about them the next day and you find out that your boy meant to punch this one dude, but punched someone totally else instead.
yeah, good times. definitely.
i have purchased my ticket home and am completely stoked to get the hell outta the city and drive around in my car and eat food that was cooked specifically for me and sleep all day and play with puppies and not answer my phone when people call because i am in FLORIDA bitches! its gonna be good times. i tried to switch my ticket so that i could stay there for nye, but it was gonna be like 150 bucks to change it. what a butt fuck that is. so now its set that i will be coming home the morning of the 31st and my best friend will be in nola and my roommate will in san frandisco and i will have to pester scott bluntz to please let me hang out with him in all his cool-ocity and crash on his couch after i throw a drink in someones face. i apologize and thank you ahead of time, scotty.