Last nite turned out to be a nitmare!!!!!!!! Me and my homey went to a hockey game last nite which ended up being a tad frustrating do to the many energetic kids that wouldnt stop walking in front of us. We had a couple beers though and started talkin shit so that made it kinda funny. THen we went to the bar and got drunk which was fine til my friend got in a religous argument with some huge manatee and became very depressed for the rest of the nite. Dont ask why i dont know. WE went back to his house had a couple more drinks, watched stealing harvard(fucking hilarious) Then i went home to find out my dog was gone. In a panic i called the PD(they were so so helpful
), punched a hole in the wall and proceded to find my dog Via Bicycle. 3 hours later no dog and i was exhausted and in a horrible mood. So i laid down and ended up passing out at about 6 this morning and guess who was at my front door an hour later? My dog decided that the field trip was over and wanted to come home. It all worked out in the end but FUCK!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE STRESSING OUT!!!!!!!!!!! anywho
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