Monday, December 06, 2004

Gloss

Jack Daniel's. The drink of choice for those out to corrupt. Serves me right for having friends who enjoy telling strangers about my alcohol-released sexual aggression. This, of course, provoked Sherlock Shearling into suggesting that I, uh, should drink ... around him.

He caught up with Geneva D. and me and inadvertently got stoned off guava juice and allergy medication. Don't ask me how, but kids: Not without adult supervision.

I'm going to his place for supper tomorrow and we're catching a late showing of Closer. Damn those psychological dramas. Gets me ev'ry time.

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Logic exam was a breeze. Is it just me or is university seemingly less difficult than high school?

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