Ah yes, Thursday. You know what that means. Now is the time that we prepare ourselves for the last day of the week. Which may or may not be followed by the weekend. If you use the Gregorian calander you have to wait an addition 865 days before the weekend is here.
I hope you guys have been enjoying this blog as much as I have been enjoying writing it. Its moments like this that keep my paranoia at bay. I think it's time for me to slip into a state of mind that would be the result of massive amounts of awesome.
I think its story time. Okay, so this one time in school, I had just come back from a few hours of a bit of drinking. I had had an exceptionally tough day and I think I deserved a night off. It was Friday after all. SO anyway, I walk into the living room of our apartment and realise that there were about 10 people sitting on the couches. This took me by surprise. I didn't expect so many people. Why can't you white kids go out on Fridays?
So anyway, these people are my friends so I decided to give into the alcohol and be as fun as I could be. Now, when I am sober I tend to be a bit hyperactive but its balanced out by other negative things that I won't get into unless I am paid a large amount of money or unless the President of Costa Rica is finally assassinated. One of the fun things that night was I thought I was Harry Potter. This went well for a while until I tried using the killing curse on random people.
After about 20 minutes of me talking about magic, politics and sex, my friends decided it was time for me to go to sleep. BUT I WAS HAVING SO MUCH FUN.
Anyway, I learned a few things that night:
1. Being drink is fun if you manage to keep control of most of your cognitive reasoning.
2. Expelliarmus doesn't work in real life
Thursday, November 5, 2009
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