Huh? Might want to re-read this and re-word it into something that actually, you know, means something. Or, better yet, don't.
Finally killing this goddamn bottle of Kahlua I've had for like three months. Coffee and Kahlua is a good way to start off a Friday night, right? Maybe I should go pick up some Four Lokos and order Red Bull-and-vodkas all night at the bar and make it a heart attack kind of evening.
About to go to a buddies for some video games and (hopefully) blunts. It's raining like a mother fucker and I was going to trek it over but thankfully my best friend has decided to tag along and drive. It's her ex's place we are going and though they have been broken up for years still will use any excuse to see him, girls are weird.
Cracking open a cold one on a Friday night after work and after working on my car for a couple hours.
It's -8° and windy as hell in my neck of the woods right now, and there's a fucker out on my lake, in a 2-man $100 inflatable boat, fishing. I can only imagine just how shitty things are at home for him to want to be out there right now.
If our beloved leader really does look like Vin Diesel then I'm going to have to start voting "I'm just here to fuck Chater" in all the polls. Yep. I said it... I think Vin Diesel's hot.
I filled the tank of my car up today and the cut-off valve failed to work, so a quart made like a fountain out of my car and all over. Since it was right after a trip to U-Line to fill my car up with boxes, my car was also overflowing with cardboard. I rarely imagine worst-case scenarios, but the one in front of me was obvious. That shit going up would make Rambo proud. Strong beer is appropriate when your girlfriend is PMS-ing to all hell, right?
Sir, your phraseology makes the false assumption that strong beer could ever be inappropriate. I am going to finish off this little bottle of gold label tonight. Then, there will only remain a small bottle of blue label. Oh, and a large bottle of highland park, but that's in the details.
Huge dilemma tomorrow, I can go hang out with the GF's friends in Boston (cool individuals who are LAME AS SHIT together) or stay at home and play video games and get drunk on my own. I'm leaning towards the latter.
I am with you on option 2. The guy went to a birthday party for one of his friends, so it would have been mostly his guy friends. I am totally fine with that, I get along great with them and would have had fun once I got there. However the thought of trying to look cute in our millionth snow storm of the year and freezing temps was enough to make me beg off. I am currently on my third glass of wine all alone at home in my pajamas. I totally made the right choice.