got drunk at computers on southern comfort, worked on mysql with my friend sam, passed out at 3am to cool hand luke..
around 10:30am i hear a loud pounding my on window near my bed. i must be getting robbed again.
alas, it’s josh and christy. Marla houls in anticipation as i stumble out of bed, still drunk and high, and pray my roommate hasn’t been woken by them pounding on my window and screaming.
luckily ian wasn’t here.
now im drinking a beer
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