So

So I had my first 2 days of work. So far, I really enjoy it, I'm not sure if its cause of the new of it, or what, but I do like it alot, as well as the people I work with so far. Got a good 15 hours in between those two days, found out I'm gonna have a nice 8-5 schedule, possible overtime some weeks I hope. In 90 days I can get health insurance, which I'm really excited for.

Partied last night. Hard, didnt plan to even, but I showed up and 3 minutes in, we're drinking rum strait out of the bottle, and Michael starts pouring it up like its going outta style. I'm not sure what all I drank, but I know I had a bottle of wine, like, the big bottle of Sutter Home, ha.

Good Lord, I've never been so drunk. We got crunk as fuck, I danced, played guitar, we all got on some philosophical shit with each other, and apparently I passed out on a pool table, lol, which could explain my my shoulders hurt this morning.

I met the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, we talked for a bit, but I was so drunk all I could do was tell her as honest as I could be, how beautiful I thought she was. I mean really, she was like a mix od Lucy Lu and like, I don't know, but from the second I got there, all I kept thinking was just how gorgeous she was.

But, we swapped numbers and whatnot, no idea if we'd end up hanging out some more or anything, but, I want to get to know her. I dunno, I know she wasn't nearly as drunk as I was, and we seemed to get along well, we layed outside and looked at the stars together, I still babbled about how stunned by her I was, and that whatever she wanted, I'd do.

Ya know how in The Godfather when Michael Corleone meets Apollonia, and he stops dead in his tracks? His bodyguards say that he's just been hit by a thunderbolt.

That was me last night.


I really don't think I could have sent the summer off in a better way.