Whee?

Okay, so I was looking through my old account and realized I hadn't posted anything new in.. a while, to say the least.

So- tonight Steph and I went to her friend Maria's birthday dinner at Azuma Sushi. We skipped out on the clubbing after, because Steph works in the morning and I've got stitches in my gut (they stole my appendix almost two weeks ago, the stitches won't dissolve) and might need pain killers, so no alcohol. The restaurant did a horrible job coping with a fifteen person party. Still, it was fun, got a free rice out of it. Thanks Josh.

We hit 7/11 on the way home, walk in and there's a familiar "Oh, hey!" Low and behold it's Johnny Time, Jesus beard and all, shorter hair though, shame. So swiped his phone number and caught our bus, now I'm debating whether or not to have my second double shot. Whee.

My beta kick arse. Deal with it.

No animals were hurt in the events leading up to this journal entry. Only Stephanie and Josh were hit, there will be no apologies.

Thank you for your time.