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[Sep. 8th, 2005|01:23 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sore | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Tool - 46 & 2 | ] |
something felt wierd about the night. i've got no idea what it was that was so wierd, but something definately was a bit off. i think it's cuz i spent the night crammed in my room making sure i kept up with my work while there was a lot going on in the hallway. i wanted to join in since i'm a social parasite and all. i wanna party on Saturday. i wanna get sloshed and forget the night and wake up dirty and sore not quite knowing for sure what happened. Now THAT'S a good time.
i'm making money! :)
and a big thanks to Kerri for helping me out with that process. i owe ya.
On another note, i fucked up my shoulder.... again. Ever since i ripped the deltoid muscle at SNOWJAM! from a stupid-ass crowd surfer who was gonna fall on my friends but me, being the heroic and selfless guy i am (hahaha) pushed the person in the other direction which ripped my muscle in the process, it's been so easy to agitate/mess up. So yes, once again it happened today. Hopefully i can just sleep it off and it'll all be good.
It's nice being back at UMD. |
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