Today was a pretty good day.
I went home from the club with an old friend last night because I didn’t wanna be home last night.
we had a few good conversations outside his house, before we decided to go to sleep around 530 this morning.
While sleeping, I had a dream that I broke into Scorpio’s and busted a few bottles of Vodka on the stage, then as I was leaving, everyone that works there showed up, and I got arrested.
I left Indian Trail around like 415 or so, and started the sixty mile drive home with no air conditioning. ugh.
Finally made it home, hung out here for a bit, then went to a friends house and watched Futurama for a while.
now I’m home again, and hopefully going to sleep soon. :)