Here's the fist drunk post in some while. I'm here - in Rob's room. Trying to figure out how to type on his crazy ass keyboard. It's split down the middle and I'm too danm drunk to figure out how to use it. Alright. Well tonight was a good time. Good times had by all. Walking home I was singing or screaming at the top of my lungs. Aieee it was fun. Man this keyboard is fun. Yeah. And by fun I mean annoying. Rob and Clare are watching some Christina Agulara something crap.. and yeah. So I'm drunk. We ranted about guys (and girls) tonight. Damn relationships sometimes eh? But there are the good times that seem to make up for it. The times where everything seems right. And you can't stop from smiling. I guess that makes up for all the bad. Where you're just smiling. And you feel happy in your stomach. Really happy. Clare and Rob were talking about how guys always lie. Thats scary. I can't imagine lying like that. I mean I might lie but it's just stupid stuff. Anywho. I'm ranting about nothing. Yeah. Mark just came in. La de da...

Alright the Edge is one hot motherfucker. Yeah. So I'm waiting. Waiting. La de da. Rob told me to blog while I waited. This week was great. I'm really glad I'm working where I am now. Its awesome. With great people. I'm super glad I'm there. Damn they're watching pool. Who watches poo.??