Sundays are always the best day of the week. Tis the day not to do shit... Which is pretty awesome since I didnt get home till 4 in the morning and I'm off tomorrow. Now that me and N are done. I got that negativity out of my life so it will be a good day to go to the gym then hit queen st. for some new gear.
Last night was kinda nuts because I went to a friends house. She was celebrating her 26th birthday and her boyfriend flips out on a drunken rampage. Punching walls... we all left. This isnt the first time in front of everyone when he drinks. I just dont get why when Im with someone, I get chewed up over spilled milk sometimes and I see other beautiful women with pricks that have extreme mental problems. I dont know. That shit just trips me out sometimes......

Anyways,Bout' to roll one up and take my Dag for a walk around the block and pick up some sushi. starvin'