June 17, 2009

Dear Journal,

I, like, woke up from my blackout last night on the couch at Scout’s place. Man, that dude can be really fucking annoying, but he does throw one kickass party. Looking around, I started remembering some of the shit from last night’s party in celebration of our crushing victory over the Blues in yesterdays match. All I can say I learned is, never challenged Heavy to drinking games. That dude is one hella heavyweight! (Pun intended, yo) But, the party was over, and we had another match today, so I got my ’thrower and left, cause, you know, there were some Blues that needed killin, am I right?…