my friend and i started drinking around 6 for a concert. he couldnt get a ticket when we got there so i sold mine and we hit the bars. after a bunch of drinking shots and whatnot we got a ride back to my house and i let him sleep in the FROG (do you guys call the room over garage this? fun.room.over.garage). anyway he left for work around 9 well before i woke up at around noon. ive been just kinda hanging out today because i dont feel all that well. at about 4:30 this afternoon my mom calls me up to the room over garage to show me that my friend had thrown up all over the rug. so ive been cleaning up some smelly red slop for about 30 minutes. he covered my music theory book from college and got it all over my acoustic guitar.

hope your day has been going better than this.

by the way he hasnt answered his phone today yet. im thinking he owes me some booze and new guitar strings.