drago

Tonight was fun and weird. This girl that I am friends with and hook up with some times said that I called her a dyke on St. Patrick's Day. I was like "I don't really remember anything from St. Patrick's Day, other than a large liquor store run being on my credit card that I don't remember actually doing, but I never call people dykes, so that's bullshit." It turned out that her ex-bf's best friend told her that I had said that. I assume it was the bf that doesn't like me because I hooked up with his girl while they were together. It seems like he would have the motive to lie about me... but whatever I don't care. I took that girl back to her dorm and left her there because I'm kind of drunk and she was drunk enough that if I had taken her home, she would have either thrown up or passed out as soon as I got her into bed and neither one of those is acceptable for a girl I'm not dating to do.
When a girl I actually care about passes out with me, I think it's adorable, however. Except if they have bad dreams and kick me all night. I'm weird like that.
Which isn't to say that I don't care about Rachael. I do, she's a friend. But I have to really like a girl to like taking care of her when she's fucked up.

Anywho, I co-starred in a short film my brother was shooting today. I can't wait to see how it looks. Then after we filmed, we got some beer and some chick-fil-a and watched the OC in his dorm room. It was a lot of fun.

All in all, a great day with some minor irritations. I'm going up to Philly tomorrow. It will be awesome. I'm going to whitecastle drunk, no matter what .