I’m not a good friend
May. 5th, 2005 01:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hyurisometimes I wonder just how ridiculously OMG‑drama! my life would be if I were actually in close physical proximity to some people. nobody specific; just a random sampling from a (smallish) pool.
then I get scared and start craving teh booze. or a couple of grams of opiates. I’m not real picky.
Sunday: I was stupid, locked my keys in the car. in the MCRD phone center parking lot. sheer genius. ended up getting a lock popped by a Staff with a slim jim. four MPs, my mom, my brother, me, the BMP ACQ ... I guess things are a little boring on Sunday nights. also, the Princess Pub has good food. I have a real hate on for all the one‑way streets downtown, though.
I know there was something else I wanted to write about, but I can’t remember what it was. and since my bladder’s about to explode....
then I get scared and start craving teh booze. or a couple of grams of opiates. I’m not real picky.
Sunday: I was stupid, locked my keys in the car. in the MCRD phone center parking lot. sheer genius. ended up getting a lock popped by a Staff with a slim jim. four MPs, my mom, my brother, me, the BMP ACQ ... I guess things are a little boring on Sunday nights. also, the Princess Pub has good food. I have a real hate on for all the one‑way streets downtown, though.
I know there was something else I wanted to write about, but I can’t remember what it was. and since my bladder’s about to explode....
