Valentine’s Day.
Seemed like it was going to be a shitty day.The night totes made up for it though.
Spent 5 hours in the hospital which was shitty.
Met up with LD, Pat, Larry, and two of his friends at Tsams. Pounded a Narragansett Tall Boy on the way to Ralph’s. Now I went out to Ralph’s for the first time in a long time. So we went to the secret spot and smash bottles. Pat went first, then LD, and me. I threw mine so hard I slipped and fell on the ground. I’m pretty sure I ate some glass.
LD and I snuck in the upstairs and Pat bought LD a beer and me a shot of Jameson. That’s pretty much what started the whole night off right. LD and I got Washington Apples on the rocks with Jameson instead of Crown Royal. It was amazingggg. We took pictures in the photo booth which i’d like to post however my scanner is being a suck head right now.
Three shots and one mixed drink later, we ended up eating the bottom of two cannoli’s that were on a cake. During the sound in stone set, we started an epic cake fight. I felt like my old self. Doing things and having fun. Everyone was so glad to see me out for a change.
All I do is home, hospital, Gates St now a days. That’s pretty lame.
I miss being happy.
