"Say you?" Well Homecoming was once again a fun-filled event. I missed the game. We lost, like usual. But I did make it for the late show. The beer run. The Home run. The Grand Slam. We tried hitting all the bars in town, but we got cut short because of pizza and a disappearing Ed. It's all good though. (Or it was all good). I didn't see Pat, but I wasn't expecting too. He's a snob when it comes to hanging where we hang. That's all right though. To each his own. I was kind of disappointed though, shortly, well until I got drunk I guess. TO LIVE BY: When in doubt drink. When in need drink. When in the company of fun loving criminals, indeed drink. Yes. Alcohol can cure almost everything, (not as well as pot mind you), but anyone who evers says drinking is useless, is highly mistaken. SEB, ED, LYSS, and SHANE. All had a good time. I know I did. I got sloshed. Sloshed and had to drive myself home. Over 13 miles mind you. But 13's my lucky number. "I had a hand to guide me last night." For real. I won't argue against it. So anyways. I feel a lot happier now that we went out. Had some fun. Woke up our senses again. It's like catching the wiff of some wonderful perfume. Or smelling a rose. Or stretching right after you wake. It's feeling alive again. Alive and young. 2 things on my side. Youth and breathing. Today I'm going to chill with Dani I guess. Maybe L&W too. If I feel like it. I have to seriously give up all my addictions. Food. Weed. Alcohol. Sarcasm. Etc. Etc. Etc. I guess I should go and pick Dani up now. DFN.