It's sunday, sadly 8:30 in the morning cuz of day lights savings... freakin passed out last night after drinking this shot of--ok, well, I should explain something first. We went to Stoopid at around 11, and Paul, Joe (who wants to be called by his korean name, but I forget it.), and I killed a bottled of Lemon Seoul Juice together. It buzzed me pretty badly, especially when it was four straight shots of it. I openly admit that I'm not a big drinker.

So we get back to my place and we're hangin out... my housemate's and their friends come over, and the one girl accidentally calls me Tron. Well, we all know Tron is a homo fag drug addict that no longer lives in this house, so I got offended. So the girl apologized profusely and offers me a shot to make up for it. Well, I was up for it. It's this stuff called 99 Apples, and it's damn good. But, 99 proof + 4 shots of lemon seoul juice = craptacular no enzyme drunken state. I turned beet red, started goo goo'ing like a baby, and kept making a fish face. All while trying to play Halo on the xbox.

Then Paul and Joe left, and the next thing I know, it's 7 (or was it 6 cuz of daylight savings?) am and feeling the effects of a hangover. So i put a stop to that and went back to sleep.

Ok, that was the interesting part of the saturday. One other thing of note though. Work isn't killing my social life... other people who have SCHOOL are. Eesh.. it's ok though, can't afford a social life for the next couple of weeks.

Remember kids, thongs are focken hot... so wear a thong! Unless you're a guy... sicko.