sexybeast

A few people are coming over tonight. We're going to hang out and watch movies, more people are welcome. It's not going to be the normal thing where I start off in a towel or a robe, get dressed, drink a lot, then end up in my boxers. *start ramblings* It reminds me of Seven ages of man. I haven't read that since highschool, it's a wonderful thing. It's one of the few things that stuck in my head and made me think about important stuff. I think I'm an oddity though. I've skipped around on the stage. Right now, I think I'm a mix of the pantaloon and the justice; however, my shank ain't shrunk, it's still in the soldier stage.

I watched The Last Boy Scout recently, it's a good, cheesy movie. I've seen it before, but this time I realized that it states one of my main philosophies on life in a way that I never would have thought of.

Last night was fun. I went to Whitehorse. It was only a small group of people that showed up. It was very chill, which isn't a work I use, but it fits. Then I came home and fell asleep on the living room floor for six or seven hours. I had a a bit to drink, but I wasn't wasted. I sleep on the floor all the time when Urblueygrl's at work. That's why there's a pillow and blanket on the couch all the time.

Now, I need to shower, but I think I'm going to sleep with my wife instead or call Hiram.
*End rambling, for now*