more evidence that i am indeed the world's biggest ass:

last nite after work, chris drove me home and i smoked him up with the last of my eigth [you know, the one that was supposed to last me until the end of the month...]. i let him pack my bowl, because i hate packing. bad idea, as he packs the biggest fucking bowls i've ever seen in my life. needless to say, yours truly was severely impaired. this is not to say that i didn't deserve it, i had a really long and horrid nite at work. random interjection - i saw a guy i know from high school there last nite. looked good. different, but good. i don't know if he reads this or not anymore, so hi, if ya do.

anyway. i was stoned off my tits, and at 3 in the morning, i decided to bake a cake. yes. i baked a fucking chocolate cake at 3 o'clck in the morning. i ate too much of it. by 4:30, i was in bed and asleep.

now, i want to go shopping.

i shouldn't, because jon, april, chris, jeff, me, and will are going to saint jack's sunday nite. i need to save money, because will doesn't have much and i want him to get drunk because he has court the next day. i want it to be like one of his last hurrahs or something. or... i could just be lying to you all and wanting to get him drunk so i get laid. no, i'm kidding. seriously. we're just friends.

i was in such a good mood yesterday, actually wanted to work for once. i don't know why. it's the best mood i've been in since i first met will.

will...

anyway.

i'm gonna go window shopping and then go to work and make more money by gratuitously flashing my cleavage to tables of guys and lesbians and kissing the asses of all those who don't apply to the aformentioned groups. ta.

and god dammit, when i say leave me some love, i mean leave me some love, son.

(by the way, monica - my archives have been doing that for a while, and i don't know what the problem is. oh, and the dates on my entries are messed up because the computer i'm on has the date set way back so the licensing on AutoCAD doesn't expire. thanks for pointing that stuff out, though.)