last night was spent drinking wine out of a gigantic beer stein. we were asked to play at some loft party, and it was pretty funny, but more lame than funny. however, i took advantage of this. in any case, there were more crashers: a gaggle of large black men!! it was fun!
the police came, i chatted with them. i ate tacos. when i was walking into the party, which was above a shoe store- i saw my favorite shoes that i ever owned, which one night while drunk i threw out my window beccause they smelled bad. i've regreted this ever since. so i slept at my friends, as she lives a couple blocks from the store. i woke up, and walked right there and bought them. best day ever! i've done nothing. besides eating a chopped salad from portillo's (have you ever indulged??) SOOO GOOD!. anyway, i'm going to buy socks, and scissors. i'm trimming my beard!
you need to tell stories. i don't even drink often, so i don't like letting all of these stories out there. how am i ever going to run for public office?
fuck.
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