2001-04-24

11:35 a.m.

schmoopy

After a long night, I'm at work (two hours late, mind you) and hungover like you would not believe. Tuesday mornings are always rough for me but this particular morning is worst than most typical Tuesdays. See, on Monday nights, we have a shuffleboard league that my friends and I started. There is a shuffleboard table at a bar that we all like to hang out at and on Monday nights, we have a few drinks, play songs on the jukebox that we don't hear on a normal basis, and play until we run out of money or they kick us out (whichever comes first). Well, most of the time, we will go pitcher for pitcher with anyone willing to drink the same beer. I, of course, was the undefeated champion of the night so everyone bought me drinks.... a few too many as it might be. A friend of mine came back to my house to hang out with me, bringing his friend along with him... we stayed up until the wee hours of the morning playing drinking games and hanging out... so, after sleeping in late accidentally, and hardly any sleep, i am here at work, hating life.

I have a terrible headache, hardly any voice, and I just feel crumby all over... and if my mind serves me correctly, after a long night of drinking, I was kissed by a boy. A cute boy. A cute boy who I get along with wonderfully... (but) a cute boy who has a girlfriend.

Men are scum. they truly are....

In other news, a long lost friend from Massachusetts emailed me yesterday to tell me that not only would he be coming this way in a short time, but that he would like to see me and play catch-up-on-our-lives while he's here... its a game that i'm all for playing. just can't wait to see that mug of his again. Its been too damn long.

ok, so maybe not all men are scum... but the good ones just don't pay attention to me.

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