odd weekend. very odd indeed.

i met lots and lots of crazy people and drunk people and crazy drunk people but none of them really stuck with me. your life must really suck when your a crazy drunk guy and yer not even charismatic.

yea, so the good doctor and i bought this game this weekend called big biz tycoon because it was like $19 at electronics boutique. so we started playing it but it didn't come with an instruction manual and it's one of those "sim" style games so it's super complicated but we could see the glimmer of coolness in it so we persisted. then in our darkest hour, we found out the instruction manual is on the cd. so now we're rockin the shit outta this game like nobody's binniz. the sad part: last night we were rockin our socks off at the zephyr with thee six string samurais and in the middle of the song entitled "you broke my heart and lied to me and made my life a living hell but you let me stick it in your butt so you'll always have a special place in my heart", i started thinking about big biz tycoon and a cool way to set up our office that would be more efficient and how we should set up our PR team and so to make a medium sized story short, i just sat there rockin like dokken and everyone was totally into it and cheering but i was totally psyched about going home and rockin big biz tycoon.

i suck. bad. so does this entry.

rock the parcel.

uh huh.

word.