April 25th, 2007



I had four pints last night and then a shot or two of vodka with Emma's Sexy Mom and holy fuck is my tolerance down after 28 days of not drinking.

Man, I feel bad for Rome Girl who had to work until 3 a.m. with drunk boy sitting on the couch. I watched the latest episode of Soprano's last night but think I might have to re-watch it because I have memory gaps larger than Britney's pussy.

I also had drunksomnia around 6 a.m.

Damn, I need to man up my drinking again.


Just started reading Wicked.

It's awesome!

It's a feminist retelling of The Wizard of Oz from the perspective of the Wicked Witch Of The West.

It starts out with Dorothy and The Scarecrow being totally bitchy and debating whether the witch is a lesbian, a hermaphrodite or simply bitter because she's suffering from bad skin and can't attract a man.

The witch meanwhile, feels like she has legitimate complaints with Dorothy, who when you get right down to it, murdered her sister. And, the only thing her sister left her in her will was a nice pair of red shoes - which Dorothy then went and stole from her!

I'm only about 50 pages in. I hope it stays as wonderfully awesome throughout.