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friday nites arent supposed to happen like the one that just did. spending large amounts on booze and having tons of the craziest people enjoying revenge of the nerds. it was comedy indeed. and people hooked up i wouldnt think to. not much sleep happened, and i got stuck in the band rehearsal part of the house with a young girl named jen. well.. we slept on the L shaped couch then sonia came down to wake me up..i had to get up for work. i think i was one of the few guys that wasnt involved in some sort of malarky with another person. ha. i must be busted. well..some shape of malarky found me in the early am..but i wont talk much about that. everyone i have talked to today that was at this house seemed to dislike what they did. regret sucks more than hangovers. too bad for them. oh and my most recent ex was there, back from her trip to maine and she did a good job of getting me to talk to her. lets just say i held her hair back. thanks for your time. every inch of my throbbing...