It is 10 o'clock. I work from 12:30 to 3:30 at the bell tower place feeding drunk people. The difference today is that the hollowed green beer day is tomorrow. And the sooner I can get this fucking lab report done the sooner I can start drinking. Unfortunately, I have a lot on my mind right now, some of it may actually make this blog in the future so writing that infernal paper is getting very tedious. The funny thing is, all the stuff on my mind is personal shit that has really started to get to me. Career, graduation, what to eat tomorrow, doesn't really bother me at all.
And yes, I will gladly go to work feeding drunk people when I myself is drunk. Thank you.
Happy GBD to all.
p.s. I have promised my one fan to update my blog, and this isn't the real update I've been promising. When I do finish that bad boy it'll be fucking awesome. Also expect some crazyness from my spring break to make it in here too. I plan on trying to catch a shark, one with sharp and pointy teeth.
I know a place. A place where the green beer flows like wine, where the blonde women flock instinctively like the salmon of Capistroni. I'm talking about a little place called OXFORD.
