St. Patrick's Day. What a joke. An excuse for drunk people to meet at Waffle House late at night and be really loud and obnoxious while a gay boy and his friend just want a freakin' waffle. Jeez.
Also, I found an old traffic citation that needs to be taken care of. Whoops. My court date was four days ago. Double whoops. I sigh.
So, really exciting! Jeffery Self and Andrew Keenan-Bolger replied to my weirdo questions on Facebook with some really interesting advice/information. And besides, it makes me feel really cool to actually have traded messages with those two cuties. :)
I actually love keeping this blog. It's like a private diary, kind of. It's private because of the millions and millions of blogs, who'd choose this one to read? And it so public because billions of people have access to it (if they wanted it). That's so cool to me.
Deep dark secret time: 2:00 a.m.
Okay, that's enough for this particular St. Patty's Day (and I repeat - What a joke).
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1 comment:
gasp! st patricks day is NOT a joke! what day with green beer could ever be called a JOKE?!
i think we all keep blogs so one day someone will stumble on our lives and make a movie about us!
the end of my random comment
:p
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