Sunday

Today I woke up on the sofa of a buddy's house. My head was throbbing, and If remember correctly I ended up losing my dinner of boneless wings from chilli's on the toilet, It certainly didn't taste well going back up.

I don't even know what I drank last night. Add a mixture of 3 different hookah flavors, sex on the beach, white peach, and I believe some tropical punch mix. I certainly had fun. I one again lost in playing billiards. Some one dropped hot coals on me not once, but twice, and I went undisputed in air hockey.

I need to do laundry, clean my car, and whole list of menial errands to do.

I hate Sunday's its the whole feeling of man I have to work tomorrow.
I left my cell phone at home on accident. So I missed 6 calls from my girlfriend. and 3 voice mails, and I almost got pissed on by a dog.

And I'm probably going to watch the movie 300 again at 5.