Hangover!

Yesterday I decided to mourn the demise of MJ by calling in sick, so I didn't work. Being a friday, any random plot was welcome. After lazying around in my apartment, I decided to check out the local bars in the afternoon. I needed some company and my pal, whom I have hots for, came into my mind. A phone call and an hour later he was there. In the evening we hit the club scene and went home drunk after a couple of hours. Whatever happened later in the night at my apartment none of us remembers...or rather chooses not to remember. Nonetheless, it was awesome. But the hangover I'm having right now reminds me of the number of vodka shots I did!

I hear there's a party going down tonight. Fortunately or unfortunately, I don't do gay parties. They're for the desparate old men hunting young boys and for the young boys who need the old men's cash!!!