I <3 NY

THE YANKEES WON THE WORLD SERIES!!!!!

Here is my rant for today...

Why does the morning have to come soooo soon... and NEVER when I am ready to wake up?! I mean seriously?!?! It makes drinking beer... with two women who NEVER stop talking.. very difficult. I think that when I am with Rat and Caron.. it is impossible not to have a good time. We froze our asses of for five years sitting outside (we cant smoke in the garage anymore.. Paw Steve put Martin on the fridge.. telling us allllll about lung cancer.. very thoughtful of him). SOOO because we all HAVE to have a cancer stick.. about every two minutes.. we froze our asses off (not literally)

Besides drinking beer and talking about how fucked up everyone is... we filled out a survey for Caron's boss.. HILARIOUS!! I, of course, had to fill out a survey for Leisa (who also works there) because it was a bad thing if anyone could recognize their handwriting (they had so many complaints about this ass hole of a guy.. they didn't want to be targeted if the wrong person saw the survey). I think that when Leisa hands in her survey... whoever sees it is going to think that whoever filled it out was on some kind of drug or drunk (which I was). I prolly messed up 50 times.. and had to scribble so much shit out (i guess I'm a bad survey taker.. if there is such a good thing) the paper looked like a final exam for human biology.. taken by someone who has test anxiety.

Drinking beer (most of which was frozen and over flowing on my lap), talking, looking for a lost CD/casset tape (Caron said it was a CD, Rat said it was a casset) with a song on it that Rat has to sing at Caron's funeral..God help us, Rat falling off a bench.. trying to color in an already colored in "R," and eating (I just remembered I left the remains of my 2 O'clock snack next to the computer.. oops), we had a big night. I have decided that... Im never going to get a good nights sleep as long as I live around my family... too many "good" influences and too many good times to have. So I might as well use the excuse that I will sleep when I die (which is hopefully a long time from now).. I'm going to miss you, sleep. (I am soo tired)