257 Weeks

You could be waiting for a day that won't come
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Alcohol: I thought you were my friend!
So I just wrote this whole fucking blog about my good night and all the great things I did and it erased itself, and when I went to recover the post, it gave me my last post. Motherfucker. Now I'm in a bad mood.

Okay, I'll summ up what I wrote in less flowery words (though I enjoy flowery words much better): got drunk, made new friends, had good guy friend attempt to make out with me (he was denied), played "I have never" (now feel sexually inadequate), watched movies, saw hot friend-guy (mmmm *drool*), and... well... I don't remember the rest.

Stupid blog. out to get me. I have to go to bed now.

I have to be up at 8, to leave by 9, to catch the GO train by 10, to be at my aunt's place by 11, to drive for 5 hours to Ottawa.

Goodnight!

Martini kisses

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