Saturday, March 26, 2005
Mucho Gusto
Igualmente
It's Friday night and what am I doing? I'm sitting in front of my mother's computer in a pair of pink pajama pants with cats on it, and a "Property of Montour Wrestling" t-shirt, typing in my blog. There is no beer in my hand, nor is there any music playing. This is not a typical Friday night.
I feel that this is okay, because I had a Friday-esque night last night. Mad Mex, Iron City in aluminum bottles, and good friends. A perfect weekend night, despite being Thursday.
Anyway, I think I need to get something pierced. I haven't gotten a piercing in a long time. I want one. I miss all that stuff. I wish I wasn't 23. When you get to be 23, suddenly piercings seem to be "too young." I wish that wasn't the case. Bleh.
I wish I had something worthwhile to say tonight, but I really don't. I guess I'm just bored. I probably should have gone out tonight, but my sister and brother in-law are in town... so I stayed here to chill with them, but they went to bed at like, 11. Geez, had I known we wouldn't be doing anything, I'd be out at a bar right now. Oh well. Perhaps it's better for my health and my wallet that I'm here in my pajamas instead. Maybe I'll read a book. Although, I have no good books to read. I've finished the ones I was reading before. Maybe I'll take a trip to Barnes and Noble tomorrow.
Maybe I'll watch Anchorman tonight. Josh burned me the DVD, and he and I tried to watch it last weekend, but I fell asleep and missed all the good parts. Yeah. That sounds like a good plan. Ron Burgundy, here I come!
It's Friday night and what am I doing? I'm sitting in front of my mother's computer in a pair of pink pajama pants with cats on it, and a "Property of Montour Wrestling" t-shirt, typing in my blog. There is no beer in my hand, nor is there any music playing. This is not a typical Friday night.
I feel that this is okay, because I had a Friday-esque night last night. Mad Mex, Iron City in aluminum bottles, and good friends. A perfect weekend night, despite being Thursday.
Anyway, I think I need to get something pierced. I haven't gotten a piercing in a long time. I want one. I miss all that stuff. I wish I wasn't 23. When you get to be 23, suddenly piercings seem to be "too young." I wish that wasn't the case. Bleh.
I wish I had something worthwhile to say tonight, but I really don't. I guess I'm just bored. I probably should have gone out tonight, but my sister and brother in-law are in town... so I stayed here to chill with them, but they went to bed at like, 11. Geez, had I known we wouldn't be doing anything, I'd be out at a bar right now. Oh well. Perhaps it's better for my health and my wallet that I'm here in my pajamas instead. Maybe I'll read a book. Although, I have no good books to read. I've finished the ones I was reading before. Maybe I'll take a trip to Barnes and Noble tomorrow.
Maybe I'll watch Anchorman tonight. Josh burned me the DVD, and he and I tried to watch it last weekend, but I fell asleep and missed all the good parts. Yeah. That sounds like a good plan. Ron Burgundy, here I come!
