It's been a fun couple of days, even with my stress tonight. I overslept, got mad at myself for it, and took it out on the one i was sleeping next to, and then felt bad about that and wallowed in guilt for the next few hours.
Picked up Marge after her work, and we tried to go to the hookah bar, but it was horribly crowded, so of course i freaked out and had to leave. yay me and my anxiety.
We really didn't have anything else planned, but after leaving there I realized i wasn't too far from the pool hall at which i used to hang out. So we went by there and spent a couple hours playing pool, and even though i was so off tonight, i relaxed quite a bit. It's much fun to hang out with Marge and make fun of Michael. It's even more fun when she make him blush and makes the veins on his forehead stand out by grabbing at his crotch.
I am sucking at pool, and I do need more practice ... Charles? Since you're in OC so much anyway, we should go play pool at the place down there ... cheaper and better than Q Club. I've pretty much given up on a place to play around here.
Brett said to me the other night that Michael and I are becoming reclusive ...
I don't know that it's so true. We're both really busy.
And if it is true, I don't know that I really care.
Babyland tomorrow (tonight). I know I keep trying to force this band down everyone's throat, but they really are awesome, they're more awesome live, and the show's in Long Beach and only $6. So come with me ...