Friday I went over to Nathan's and played poker with his folks.

Both him and Dustin ended up passing out though which kinda sucked.

So I just headed back to my place.

He felt really bad, so he took me out for breakfast the next day, and we ended up chilling for a bit after that.

Then last night, Deb and I journeyed to pick up, and then we waited for Scarlett at the mall.

We headed back to my place, and I ended up getting so fucked up that I couldn't comprehend anything. We walked back up to Coronation and drank, then we ended up going to some park that I forget the name of and just sat in the basketball court until like, 5 am.

I don't think I've ever been that mangled before. I loved the state of mind I was in, but I didn't at the same time. I guess it was just the come down, and the fucked up conversation we all had for like, hours on end. We ended up freezing our asses off, so we went back to Deb's place and just chilled there all day. Now I feel like I should be doing something, which I probably should. But I really don't want to do anything.