Arrrrr! Shiver me timbers, it's fucking cold out. The camp I work at is canceled this weekend because of the cold. It'll be nice to have a day (or 3) off. So, now, what to do with myself??
My gal pals and I are trying to be creative and not go to a bar tonight (like always). The current plan is to play board games. I have a feeling it will end up being a drunken game of life.
I had my first foriegn language dream last night. En espanol. It was tan bueno.
The more I write the more boring I realize that my life is. I think that the really good stuff happens while I'm too drunk to remember.
That sucks. But the stories are good...
billybillybilly:
gonna call you in a bit.