So tired

Ugh, not sleeping well, waking up tired... Mind not functioning...


I was home this weekend, and it was a good time. Strange ass weekend though. Went out with my brother and a couple buddies, hit up Victory Cafe where I saw my girl Chelsea again, which is always pleasant, she came over as I was ordering and gave me the high five, so that was a nice feeling. After a quick Tanqueray and Tonic, my buddies and I headed over to Legends, where I got bitched at a by some bitch I was nothing but nice to, but the fucked up part of the story comes as we're all leaving.
So it's myself, my younger brother, and the Peltons (Ray Billy and Pezer). Billy and I are walking up the road as my brother comes out of the bar, rubbing the back of his head. "I think someone just fucking punched me in the back of the head" he explains. So he waits, very pissed. Needless to say some typical prettyboy bozo comes out, yelling at my brother (not smart). Billy and I get Jeff walking away and PBB (new nickname for his sorry ass) keeps yapping, calls my brother (and by extension me) fat... so Jeff basically beats his face in (deserved). There's more to the story so ask me in person, it's much more animated, but that's the basic gist of the tale.

Anyway, we left, I was VERY disappointed in myself, not only did the only set I opened happen to both have men there, and be bitches, but I locked up, and didn't open anyone else. I know I can do better than that, I had just got my facial hair looking clean, and a nice haircut to boot, I should have been peeling women off of me by the end of the night. ARGH! Anyway, lesson learned, get over the fear, and conquer.

So, biggest news, 3 weeks left til I get to move back to upstate, can't wait everyone.

Till next time,

PMack