| Drama drama drama... Well, it's over now... It took longer than usual, I think I've been away from Jesse Swider for too long... He and I were like, the center of all drama, but completely untouched... As in, we heard all the news about everybody, but never had to deal with it. It was pretty sweet, I need to chill with that kid again soon, he's cool. You ever just feel like you have TONS of shit to say, but if you were to say it... Noone would listen, and it would be completely pointless? I don't know... Maybe I just like talking, maybe it's 'cause I just drank a couple beers, but I don't know, I feel like I've got alot to say if people would pay attention. It seems like people get a first impression of me and hold it for a while... I don't really like to talk about personal things, or things I'm convicted about in person, because I'm really insecure, and feel like other people can argue their points better than me... I don't know, maybe I'll talk about something I'm confident about.... I love beer, I think it's a really great invention... Do you know it's one of the oldest beverages in existance? It's really nice after a long hard day of work, or if you want to get drunk off your ass but get sick easily, you can pace yourself better with it, because it generally doesn't taste very good... Some people genuinely like the taste I guess.... That's cool, I don't, and I could never chug... I'm more of a liesurely, get drunk slow, enjoy it for longer kinda guy... Then again, I also used to drink way to fast and get sick all the time at school... Ya know, I haven't gotten sick since I got home, except that one time I was at Gabes house, and got to drinking beers, and then to smokin' pot.... And I was just like... Whoooooaaaa man.... But yea, beyond that, I haven't been sick at all... Oh wait, no there's that other time I took 12 Oxycodone, and then smoked pot with Rachael... Then again, I'm not very good with weed. But that was all in the first like week I was back... I've been really not sick lately. Damn, I wish I had more pain pills, I miss those little guys, they were sweet.... I wish I didn't have to burn myself to get them... I feel like it's not really worth it. OH MAN, Scott Burton's coming home, he's gonna have some sweet parties I feel... That'll be fun... I wonder if I'll have any braincells left at the end of the summer.... Oh God, the other night I got so fucked up, I was drinking wine like a motherfucker... And like, I don't remember going inside, or taking out my contacts or brushing my teeth, but apparently I did, and had a conversation with someone... I do remember showing my penis. Everyone thought it was a nice penis, I mean, nothing really that special or anything, but not bad... I don't know why I showed it... But anyway, I woke up the next morning, and didn't sober up for a real long time... So I thought my liver broke... I was like, yo... I'm gonna take a break from drinking... So I didn't drink yesterday, and I'm gonna finish the rest of my beers tonight... Maybe I'm retarded. I wonder if someone's going to read this post and be like... Peter, you're fake.... I'd laugh really hard... Yea, I'm faking being drunk every night... Funny... Dude, Shannon sent me this looooong ass message on facebook, telling me about how I hurt her friends, I'm giving up on friendships so easily, and how I'm being a dick.... And then, how ironic... She starts making fun of me, tells me she never wants to talk to me again, and how I'm fake and everything... I'm like... Alright Shannon, have fun being a loving Christian, along with all your little Christian soldier buddies that are treating me like a little pagan child they have to bring to Christ as well.... What a bunch of hypocritical dicks. What the fuck is up with this chick? She's like... I'm like, not from you you little deuchebag, and not attention for being on drugs... What's that going to achieve? I'm drunk, I'm not stupid. Then she ends the fucking message with, I'll pray for you... AND I'll pray for your girlfriend, she's gonna need it... What the HELL???? You don't even fucking know my girlfriend, and you're a deuchebag to her too? Go rub a cunt you dil-suck... I'm gonna fuck you in your ass and pretend like I actually think your a woman... Why don't you get some more tattoo's of ashley on your ass and then talk more shit about her to me? eh? 'Cause you do it all the fucking time. I don't even know man... And like right before all this shit she starts it with... I've had some things on my heart... Like God spoke to her and told her to tell me this shit... Alright... Have at it, God's little megaphone. I'm gonna give you a golden shower. But anyway... I had some good laughs, and making fun of people is really fun... Besides that, I've been actually working this week, hopefully Starbucks will call me back soon, because I'd prefer to work with them... I've been hanging out with my girlfriend a LITTLE... She's first shift, and I'm second this week, so it's kinda rough and we haven't gotten a LOT of time, but I've at least gotten to hang with her a little bit... We played some frisbee today, went to Denny's, and I payed for everybody, got pulled over by a cop afterwards while I was dropping Kate at home, and LUCKILY only got like a 75 dollar ticket for my license light being out, which I'm REALLY glad about... And now I'm gonna finish drinking the rest of my beers and chill on the internet for a while before I sleep... All in all, it's been a good week thus far, and looking to get better... I think I'm gonna sacrifice beer so I can pay my ticket.... It's tough... But I guess that's only like a weeks worth or so.... I'll just go to more parties or something. man, one thing I've been thinking about is the point of relationships... Why do people come together? To get married, and have babies, and then live together for the rest of their lives... I can't view relationships lightly... Like.. I always consider that sort of thing, it's like... In my blood. I guess Darwin would say that's me trying to make babies before I die... I'd almost think he's right.... I really want children. I just want to have a little guy I'm bringing up.... Teaching what I think is right, or wrong, what he should and should not do, just to see what he ends up looking like... I don't know, it's just one of those things I think about alot, like even before I was in a relationship, my biggest dissapointment about the fact that I'm not datable, was that I'd never have kids.... But now all the thoughts flooded back like... I just have to make her like me for like a couple years, so she'll marry me, and we can have babies.... But I mean, that's kinda ridiculous, and kinda more farfetched than I'm actually thinking, but it's good to exagerate to paint a picture for people.... But seriously, I want kids.... I should mention that to Kate eventually, see how she is on the child front.... If she doesn't, there may be a problem, she already doesn't party very hard.... damn... I'm outta cheese, but I still have like four more beers, and noones online... and I already did stuff, like trim my nails, which was COMPLETELY necessary.... Oy, I'm out of things to say... No, that's not true... But I'm gonna call it quits anyway... Work tomorrow, then more ultimate frisbee, then chill with Kate... Yea. Alright, good night xanga, thanks to anyone who reads this boring shpeel from a half-drunken mind.
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