there were lots of creeps at the club. lots. it was really weird. but i had a good time. a blast, in fact. the bad ass bitches were way to effing hot. though, in my opinion, they seemed a little lazy.
staying up for 24 hours was not the most enjoyable experience. being sick didn't help. talk about total exhaustion. phew.
i pretty much slept from the time i got home sunday morning until i called into work this morning. more sleep is certianly on the way. the hypochondriac in me thinks maybe i have mono, but i've had that thought a hundred times before. fuck it.
so like a day after i got new brake pads and rotors, some cylinder burst in my rear wheel. i drove on it for a while, but eventually i lost most of the brake pedal pressure. i took neo geo in on saturday to have that checked out. they had to order the part so they couldn't work on it until today. but, as it turns out, '97 geo metros are pretty unique. it's the last year geo made them before chevy took over. i'm told the year doesn't even exist in the parts book. also, it's the one year they made left and right cylinders as opposed to univeral cylinders. and, there's something about them being 5/8" while everyone else makes the part 11/16". so, anyway, i'm just shit out of luck for a few days while they wait for some other part to ship in and try. totally cool.
i guess it's time for a new car. i'd really prefer to get a new new car as opposed to just a new-to-me car, but i'm sure that won't happen. i don't have enough cash to put down on anythihng new and i ain't even tryin' to get into a five-year payment plan.
jo3's mom sent me an email. it kind of weirded me out at first, but there's really no reason it should have. i guess.
i had to cut the sleeves off yet another cool shirt that someone got me just because i'm so broad-shouldered. i hope it doesn't piss them off, but there was no other way around it. at least this way i can wear the shirt.
i'm going to start playing ddr regularly again. i'm not sure where or when yet. probably just sundays to get started. so if you're ever in indy and in need of a good work out, gimme a ring.