am tired. really have nothing to say about the weekend. not that it was bad. just another drunken weekend full of hottubs and making out with girls in front of boyfriends and, of course, the requisite simpsons.
ahh. reminds me of those ill-forgotten (be-gotten? i dunno. i have a blister on my ankle.) college years.
erm. year.
anyway.
a great big fuckity fuck to my brain.
note to self: never get pregnant.