Another strange weekend under the belt.
Spent friday night drinking top shelf long island's at geroges house. They made me play on the 360. There was a fight. Micheal thinks he can fix my glasses for me.
OH! and that's another thing. My ass claimed its 4th pair of my glasses friday, but mostly because i'm stupid. Right now they're geek taped together over the bridge of the nose.
Saturday was a saturday. Cheerleaders blew. The bathroom was gross. Courtney is over calculator boy (thankfully). No one got drunk. we went back to tara's house and watched but I'm a cheerleader. I fell alseep. And then mike woke me up and i was confused because i had a blanket on me. Vega howled a teh door for approximately 8 years. Poop is climbing the ranks steadily.
We went to gloria's today with Matthew and then watched office space. He and Mike bonded. tara and i laughed at them. all in all, it was cute.
I start my new schedule tomorrow. i'm so excited for real dinner.
Next weekend: Tara's birthday.
Pictures, awkwardness, record breaking? Who knows.
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But you're just a line in a song
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