Sunday, April 11, 2004

Happy Easter. I have no idea what bunnies have to do with eggs, or what any of it has to do with the resurrection of Christ. Fuck it, I'm getting fed good today. I wanted a rabbit meat omelette to fully appreciate the holiday; no dice there. I've got a hangover for the first time in a long time. Last year Easter was the day after my birthday. I went to my Mom's house for Easter brunch and she asked how I was feeling after partying the night before.

I looked around and said "I think I'm still drunk." Pretty much the same scenario today, but I don't have a valid excuse to have gotten that drunk last night. Not that I've needed one before.

I turn 30 one week from tomorrow; April 19. Fuck. My Mom told me that my Dad didn't even get dressed the day he turned 30. I'm hoping not to get dressed on my birthday. Not because of depression, but because I'm in bed all day getting laid.

Gooch: I'm hard like algebra.

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