Random Thoughts

I am not dead. Matter of fact, I think I'm back to being about 97% (I've been 3% dead for about 7 years now). I don't have much, really, and I'm tired. So instead of a new post with some witty banter, here are some random Tuesday thoughts which may or may not be discussed in greater detail later:

- I got bombed on Friday (standard Friday night).

- I got bombed on Saturday (wedding).

- I got bombed on Sunday (football game and Irish music).

- I got a little drunk last night, but that wore off because I was busy stalking someone. I guess I was hoping that she would accidentally see me and invites me into her room, which is more or less a sex den, and then fellatio would occur for the next 4-5 days.

- My streak of being the best wedding date in the world continues, regardless of what my date to this past weekend’s wedding might tell you.

- San Gennaro is over, I missed out on my rice balls. Damn.

- I woke up at 6am on Monday morning, because I was stressed about...sausages.

- I am taking a Xanax at 9pm tonight and plan to sleep for ten hours.

More later.