sprinklethief | mickey finn

wyl and pyro think there was something slipped in my drink last night. i've been very sick all day, past the hangover. i'm just now able to hadle solid food.

shows who your friends are.

the show blew, just as i'd predicted. i was can-canning and playing jump rope with my bass cable cuz all two people there didn't care. 7pm times slots are teh suck. jo(there is not an h right here in this name)n kept falling, which was really funny. the stage was set on the mic cord so jo(there is nit an h right here in this name)n would stomp accross the stage and then run out of cord and yank back then fall. it was fucking great.

a "friend" was buying me drinks and suddenly i was passed out on the floor. while i did admittedly drink a LOT, it's no more than an evening at the strip club with hawks. there was blood in my vomit that was flowing like fucking water today. i have a metalic taste in my throat and i threw up what tasted like what hydrocodone tastes like when you try to take it without water.

this fucking blows. i can't fucking trust anyone, dammit.

yeah.

oh yeah, congrats to batty and jeremy on becoming jatty... er... beremy....? have a good life guys :)