I know that this is being posted late Wednesday, and no one will see it until early Thursday at the latest, but come on, I have a full time job and I go to church choir on Wednesday's so it's tough for me to keep up on this shit. Here is the poop journal weekly reading:
I also recently found this thing I wrote...I thought it would be a memoir at one point, but then realized my life wasn't interesting enough...while working at the hospital between freshman and sophomore year of college. Some interesting thoughts in there that I will probably share with you. It's mostly me talking to myself during work so that I didn't fall asleep, or go crazy. Anywhere from 30-50 percent of the entire 80 pages (single spaced....I mean, I worked there for an entire summer) is about a girl who broke my heart slowly over that time, but I will spare you those terribly stupid and uninteresting details.
Also, allow me to share with you a situation in which someone was a terrible friend. I'll leave it up to you as to whether or not I should continue to be friends with this person, just drop me a comment below and I will plug the response into a formula and decide if I will ever see/talk to this person again. So, I drove six hours to Boston from where I live. Mainly to go see my college basketball team, but as a close second, I went to see my friend from school and get drunk and have a sweet time. Anyways, its the end of the night, if you aren't blacked out, you're close, or on your way. We are looking for a cab in a group of 5 because the other people we were with already got a cab and bounced. One of my buddies friends, who came up to Boston with him has an entire cheese pizza waiting to be drunkenly scarfed. So, as we walk to the ATM so my buddy can get cab money, I see a security guard I used to hang out with and talk to all the time. So, while waiting for my buddy, I go over and shoot the shit with this lady. They, cash in hand, walk right by me and continue to look for a cab. I'm not done talking, so it would be rude to leave the conversation. However, at this point I can't see them anymore, so I hastily end the talk and start down the street after my friends. On the way I call him, and it turns out they already got a cab, and they are all in it, headed to the place they are gonna sleep. How fucked up is that? They left me all alone in downtown Boston with no one to split a cab with and they are all laughing a giggling on the way home. More importantly, they get back and eat all the pizza their greedy little sausage-fingers can handle, and the next morning there are still 3 slices left. Those could of been my slices!!!! I'm not even mad they left me, I just wanted some pizza!!!!! What a terrible dude, right?!?!?!???
If you are prude or too mature, this is not for you!!!!
4 comments:
This is late wednesday night for your info... and that's fucked up I would abandon those people as your friends.
Im strongly considering just forgetting that I ever knew those people. I honestly hope I never see any of them again. Thankfully, the one I really like, whose nickname is Horse, wasn't part of the group that abandoned me. We will still be friends.
Yes I was also screwed and got ditched by those fabolous five people and me jake the maniac coucci and sarah were walking around Boston in the mother fucking cold for forty five mins until finally a cab pulled over. But I did receive a slice of cheese when I got back so I don't feel your pain on that one.
The one named horse was in the cab next to me and threw me "supposedly" through a fence while eating a slice of pizza, how is he still in your high regards
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