Saturday, May 05, 2001

Marc

No emailing CRUSHLINK'S to those that don't deserve them. AKA- Me. I got one tonight, and I don't know why. Please, dear God, don't let junk mail ruin this email account, too.

I'm drunk, right now. Jenn, sorry I didn't call. Scottie's down, and drinks needed to be drunken. Does that mean that the drinks were drunk before we drank them, or that we were drunk before we drank the drinks? Wow, that's tough. I need sleep now, veritably.

I would like to commend 711 Dale St. on a bitching party. Very well thought out. I was talking to a few people I knew in the parking lot, and I started peeing in mid-conversation. How balls out is that (literally)?

Bye.