I just got home from a week at...home. Weird.
It was a decent week anyway. I got way too high. Highlights were:
- Rubes finally writing a third song
- Nearly kissing a girl, but leaving the party we were at instead
- Watching Thalidomides practice
- Hanging out with my best friends.
No scandal apart from nearly kissing that girl. It was so mad, haha. There's no point going into it, it's not a worthy story. The shittest buzz ever was everything closing at midnight on Thursday night. Fucking bullshit. I couldn't care less that the protagonist of the best selling fiction ever supposedly died on 'Good' Friday. Why does that mean that offos and banks and stuff should close? Fuck all happens on Bloomsday except for some people retracing steps. That's way better.
I'm not feeling the blogging buzz right now. Meh.
Laterz.
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