eighty

I'm suppose to be cleaning and organizing my accumulation of...shit. I wasn't going to venture out into the world this friday evening because of it.

hey that sorta rhymes doesn't it?

I'm going kayaking and fishing tomorrow morn on the saltwater with my old friend Paul. We went kayaking Tuesday night and preceeded to get shitfaced before, during and after. I went to work the next day, but Paul didn't make it in to take care of his plants.

I think I'm a bad influence at times.
Especially to myself.

Been a weird week.
How weak is that.