I'll bore you to the puking point.

So, here I am, Friday night, 8:55 pm, blogging. WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK? I'm going out, but everyone is kind of busy until later. Don't they know that I'm a Tower kid and, as such, I'm usually asleep by now? The beer is keeping me awake. It's not so much fun alone though. There go my alcoholic aspirations.

Tower kids are in town tonight. Well, most of them live in town, but Mayo doesn't and rumor has it he's here. Even if he isn't here, we're going out without him. Fuck him. But not literally, because eww, no matter how hard he tries, he's Mayo. Speaking of which, I tried to recruit one of my male bitches to maybe alleviate the situation tonight, but NO. They have better shit to do. The search for a new man is ON.

Christina is coming out which makes me flippin' ecstatic because the girl has not been feeling well and I haven't seen her in nearly a month. Sad face. That makes me frown. And, if I'm guessing, she could use an alcholic beverage, but only one. Aurora is also coming out, but not until she finishes a late supper with the fam damily. There's rumor that Brian may join us and, please God, let that happen, because that kid makes me laugh my ass off. Speaking of which, George Lopez is also on the guest list. I like that kid too...she taught me how to drink beer like a Mexican.

Until then, I'm drinking alone, because all of these bitches go out LATE. I'm not cut out for this rockstar lifestyle. I prefer starting the booze at around 6pm, and going to the Radisson for a few before it closes. Yoses, I miss Red. WHERE ARE YOU, RED? WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING YOUR PHONE? Anyone? Anyone? I'll give you my address right now if you'll just come drink with me. Why, yes. I am desparate. Thanks for asking.

Anyway, tonight promises to be fun. You know what's the best part? I get to blog about it tomorrow and tell you all that nobody showed up and I drank alone all night and didn't even make out with any hot boys and it mostly sucked. That's going to be funny, right? I'll laugh.