I'd been living here for two months and Skyler's door was never closed.

Here is my review of this weekend's parties:
Friday night: All Greek Formal - This reminded me of a cross between High School friday night and going to someone's Bar Mitzvah party in seventh grade where I didn't know anyone, all of the girls didn't want to dance with me and all you can do is stand in the back nervously sipping on your icewater. Anyways, the music was pretty lame and everyone there was trashed except me. Big mistake. Some gurl shit her pants, I heard. and also there was a lot of puking in the bathroom. to be expected. Anyways, the entirety of this was dissapointing cause no one really talked to me and the dancing scene was lame. why are jocks always so ugly?

Sinfonia/Glow party: B-. Security's being real fuckasses this year so by the time Vale Todo played I didn't know anyone there.

Saturday Night: Sig EP P+H parti: Pretty stupid all in all. Some stupid high schoolers came to this shit and since I was standing by the door most of the time kept thinking I was some sort of official of Sig Ep. As if something like that even exists.
girl: "yeahhhhh. way to not let the police in!"
me: "cool."
girl: "the police won't be called will they?"
me: "what"
girl: "the police. are they ever called to these parties?"
me: " i don't think so. do they come to high school parties?"
girl: "so they won't make me take a breathalizer???"
me: "youre at a party not driving a car"

anyways, some girl also asked me if i was curious. i said yes and we fucked on the toilet in the bathroom. all in all, it was pretty disgusting cause someone had puked on the seat before hand.

in conclusion, i saw this weekend: 3 naked girls and the worst mockery of a salsa dance I have seen in a long time: megan allen.

I think it might be time break up with Sig Ep today. I sure have learned a lot.
I thought I should put up a Blog self portrait so here goes:

we've come a long long way together

I drank some wine and went to a party tonight by myself. I danced for a while, got really sweaty and a lot deafer. My cough still lingers and my left arm feels like it might fall off. Taxes are due soon! I wish I had had a normal job this last summer so I could send off for some money back. One time I had a real job. I worked at a day camp for jewish kids. They were pretty stuck up. But I learned a lot about how to fix faulty drinking fountains, barbecue food for 300 people at once, buy lumber at Home Depot, play dodgeball, set up massive inflatable birthday cakes, and buy in bulk at Sam's Club. Hopefully I will not have like 100 jewish children of my own someday and I will avoid having to ever do this again.

Health Report

I can hardly walk and breathing isn't all that pleasant. I think I'm getting a bedsore. I still have a fever and my blood is probably dark from hypoxia.

Anyways, here's a picture I took while in the concentration camp: