didyounotice

I have not slept in 3 days.

Call this redundant, or 'deja-vu' but I'm telling you this...Breaking up with a co-worker is the absolute worst situation. Especially when your desk is shared with the mentionned co-worker.

It's like grieving over an open casket, you can't get rid of the person, the imagery and everything.

The smell, the laughters, the everything you regret is right next to you, 45 hours a week.

I really...really can't wait for the week-end, take my minds off, fool around, get wasted, anything...really...

My friend is throwing this party Saturday and the theme is 'Your friends are my friends, but please no more than a 100 people'.

Last time we did that, we ended up mixing everythng in the kitchen in the Magic Bullet and spiking it with anything alcoolic beverage available. We've also hit the famous Davidson bar, on Ontario, and realized that getting drunk with porn is not so great.

Anyone's coming with me???

Cheers y'all