Yeah, I took a nice long nap. I was pretty tired from our
2.5 hour football game, which my team won 67-21, by the
way. I had a nice long run of about 40, and a couple sacks
on defense...fun time.
I don't know what I am doing tonight, but I want to get
drunk. I have no money, but there SHOULD be 7 beers of
mine still in Jeff's fridge, though I doubt there are. Ah,
whatever. I haven't even had a cigarette all day.
I want to talk to Sarah bad, but I guess she has yet to get
my message, or maybe she doesn't want to talk to me--hell,
I don't know. I haven't really eaten today either, except
a cup of yogurt, which makes it pretty obvious why I have
dropped all the way down to 193 lbs. I am hardly starving
myself, though; I usually eat a huge dinner.
I think I am going to go smoke the rest of a black and mild
that was sitting on the ground out on my porch. That's
kind of pathetic.
I ate 2 moths last night, too. LIVE! Hell yeah...