Wake up at 5:00 AM, shower, change into work clothes, and head to the Bou. Work sucks ass, but I get out at 11:00 AM, so it wasn't too bad of a shift. I cruise home, change back into my sweats, and proceed to take a long nap.
I wake up around 5:30 PM or so, take a leak, and head into the kitchen for some food. I get a text from Jerry saying that Rob is having people over tonight. Not fully awake or aware of anything that was happening at the moment, I don't respond right away. Instead, I get my laptop and hang out at the dining room table while I update the diary and do some more re-writes.
I get a call from Justin around 8:00 saying he was out of work a little early and wants to know if I want to go to Rob's. We make plans for me to drive, which doesn't happen very often, and I cruise into my room to change. I cruise over to Justin's, pick him up, and we head to Rob's, making a pit-stop at the liquor store for a case. We get there and the party is evidently being held in Rob's garage, which is odd because Rob has a pimp fucking basement and a full bar to chill at inside. He says it's because he wanted to play beer pong and everyone wanted to smoke constantly, so it was just easier to chill in the garage. And chill, we certainly did, as it was colder than balls outside and our only means of heat was a fucking space-heater.
We chill out there until the wee small hours of the morning and I've got a decent buzz going on. I try not to let myself get too out of control, as I am driving. Justin, on the other hand, gets completely annihilated. We cruise out around 2:30 AM and we jam out to some 311 on the ride home, discussing how epic our up-coming Vegas trip is going to be. I drop Justin off at home and cruise back to my place where I proceed to do the nightly routine and crash while channel surfing.
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