Here's an update...I was just tired of the other entry. I really don't have much to say, except that...actually, nevermind. Fuhgeddabuddit. and forty ounces was never enough...we want to pass out in your yard, we want to pass out. De todos modos. I forgot what that means, but I know it's something that Jo had a quiz over once in Spanish. I've just come to the realization that I'm in the shittiest mood ever right now. Au revoir.