I surprisingly didn't wake up sick after all that dancing in the rain.
We we're out there for a good hour, twirling, spinning, dancing.
How stress relieving.
I hated the rain all the day, and then, you know you just get in it.
It's Julia's birthday today, the ripe old age of 23.
There's a anti super-hero party tonight, and a ninja party tomorrow.
We're also assembling a huge lake posse for Saturday.
We sold a 370$ love doll at work, to a uni-browed man.
He was pretty resigned to the fact that he'll never be laid.
I went to Charlie's with Tom last night.
It was alright, not great.
A lot of people there, just people I didn't know.
Trash mouth is ignoring me.
I can only imagine what was said.
Won't even look me in the eyes.
We we're friends, I didn't be weird.
Actually I didn't be weird for the first time in my life.
I just, was good.
Aside from the whole trash mouth thing.
Baby steps.