Dude. what the fuck did I do last night? All I remember is triple c's, a party full of old people, and going to Darren's at 1:30 in the morning. Something about rubber. Then Trey and I turned into rubber. I think. Was suppose to work. Didn't make it. Oh well, get over it. I always show up, even when I'm sick so I'll allow myself a day off now and then. Slept until 7 pm. Fuck. Ants mauled my feet. Where did the ants come from? How did I make it to McDonalds? The world may never know. Damn.