this weekend is not the shit

no way jose.
i have a swollen finger (it got caught on the hand rail while i was speeding down some steep stairs), bern dropped her bass drum on my toes, i'm coughing miserably, it's wet and storming outside, and i could use a nap. but that's not possible. i already woke up late. if i sleep anymore, i'll just be wasting away the rest of my weekend.

on the brightside, i have contacts now. i can see..........almost. now you can see my eyebags and shit. friday wasn't so bad. the party at jerrold's parents was very low-key but it was great. it's too bad everyone got there late, and i couldn't stay long since i brought riley with me. his first party with auntie and friends.. and he behaved so well, trying to be friendly with lil raffy who was distracted by so many things.

by the time i write again, i may already be another year old. so in case i'm not back soon, merry holidays and all that jazz.

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