"did you drag me here so you could bone that japanese girl?"

last night i rode mikes bike to the gas station and picked up two half pints of seagrams 7 and some sprite and then rode to the sheldon and drank in the art garden thing behind it. it was pretty great. i wish i didnt leave that place. but i did. i went to duffys thinking MAYBE i will know somebody here. i bought a drink. i didnt know anyone there. it was a weird feeling. i drank half of it and went to o'rourkes where there were a few people i knew. i dont like o'rourkes, but it was alright since i wasnt drinking. the place was packed. cody glen wasnt there. z.s. and i walked all the way to bumpkin land on 12th and washington to go to this party and i never even went onto the porch. i stood outside the whole time and the furthest i got into the house was sitting on the steps to the porch. kyle and flowers old neighbor was there and i scolded her for calling me a kid because shes only two years older than me. that girl needs to check up on her age brackets. i also ranted about d&d for awhile when z.s. said he was playing 4rth ed this week. then i met this guy, i forget his name, he was mexican from mexico but he has lived in the u.s. for 20 years. he was 33 and going to highschool to learn english. his english was pretty good. better than my spanish. i talked to him about creative writing and how i feel like it is essential for making a better world. i gave this rant to paul one time. sometimes i feel like a pretty huge dick when i go on my drunk rants. not like "god justin was a dick to me" but more like "justin, what a dick". you know. anyway then i walked all the way to something like 30th and Q or something. i forget.