Where’s the Party?
I am not a joiner…
That is all I really have…I think I could turn this into something really good if I wasn’t so fucking tired. The thing is I don’t even know why I am so tired. Yes I did go out last night, but I was home and comfy in my Lazyboy be 7:30 and in bed buy 1:00 I think, and I didn’t get up particularly early. I tried several times to nap but every fucking time I dozed off, the dog would bark, the phone would ring, or something. So now I am sitting here thinking…I should write something…but I am having trouble keeping my eyes open…and I really don’t know what the fuck to write about anyway.
Anyway I had a great time for the the few hours I was out last night…but there is something about a quite night at home with the wife and a good movie that no amount of partying can compare to…
