ahh the weekend..... why am i in the library

so the weekend started off well. jew and i went to see the ne bond flick. it was good. daniel craig is a better bond that pierce brosdan, or however his name is spelled. then we went to the bar for a bit to see if we could find any skeezers, but i know better than that. so, we decided to smoke some bigass cigars until 3 am. good night. then saturday morning at 9 fucking 30 am blake calles and says come over, cook out, drink beer, watch game, etc etc etc. im in. get to his house. we eat and i start drinking around noon. i only brought a sixer because i did want to get wasted. but luckily there is a liquor store within drinking and driving distance, so refills were ample. we watched like 8 football games and a ppv boxing match that ended in 2 rounds. many beers, a couple caucasions, and a couple cocktails later, we end up at the bar. a couple skeezers tried to take home me and brent, but that didnt work in their favor. it was funny. so, im fucking wasted, get home somehow, dhall and glad brad and mal come over and im passed out, but i wake up. try to find milk to make a caucasion, but there is none. not that i need to be drinking any more by this point. at some point i pass out and wake up in my bed ass early, to some text messages from this girl that my friend kristen wants to hook me up with. at some point yesterday i got her number and sent her a text message. so today i convince her that i am a guy she took home from a bar. its been quite entertaining. now, im posted up in the library waiting for jodi's ass to get here so we can do some research. mal's old roommate ashley is sitting 2 tables away and i've forgotten how smoking hot she is. god