af71321

i love making rad plans for the weekend only to have them foiled by the army. something was definately lost in translation when i said "i want to go to charlotte and drink until the sun comes up", and the army translated that as 'you want to wake up at 4:30 am on saturday morning and jump out of an airplane".

bastards.

at least the jump went well. or as well as hitting the earth like a bag of shit can possibly go.

everyone wants to go out tonight, but i think im just gonna call it a lost weekend, and sit around the house.