blo0dy

so the other night, friday, my friend babbyblue and i went to mangia, got tore the fuck up, then went to south city diner for a bit...at this point the alcohol really started kickin in. so after a bit of 'i dont remember but i didnt eat anything' we had our food boxed up and i walked home. she stayed out with some friends of hers. so iim walking home and i see this bicycle, its some little girl's with pink flowers and shit, ugly and lame. the whole time up to this i had been barely able to walk, my forward momentum was the onyl thing making it remotely possible. im zig zaggin every which way, but trying to keep from looking like a complete fool. so anyway, back to the bike, i see this bike in an alley, and i think to myself "i could get home so much faster if i rode this bike" so i climb on, put one foot on the pedal.... try to put my other foot ont he pedal, miss, try again, almost fall over, make it about two feet, and then i just ge toff the b9ke and keep walking. turns out i was only about a block from home... but nonetheless, ha di been able to ride that ike, i would have been home way faster. then i worked all day saturday with enough alcohol in me to keep me feeling unbalanced... did i metion my job sucks? if not, then it does, if i have, it still does. i just got home from workin a double. and istill make shit for pay. i just hope i cna make enough to keep my electricity running... which will require at least 94 dollars by october 7th...
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