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i'm not drunk. but i should probably just swear off drinking anyway.
i had a nice night out with some friends at this jazz club....well, it's technically a jazz club, but the band was mostly R&B and go-go covers. (go0go is music indigenous to DC...)
i would post some of the pictures, but i don't think i can do that right now. too much work.
but i am sooooooo emotional. somebody pissed me the fuck off. long story short -- why is it my birthday and i had to pay ANYTHING tonight? like....once i reached into my pocket, EVERYBODY there shoulda been like oooooh nooooo senusret, let me take care of that.
but noooooooooo senusret i had to shell out 21 of his own bucks on his birthday weekend to pay for some mufuckin cheesy fries and a mai tai. the fuck kinda bullshit is that?
also, i'ma really need for people in DC to be less hot. i was sooooooo freakin horny.
why is the story of beth rucker and darius rucker on vh1? does anyone really care?
love you all lots! peace out and good night!
DEATH SQUAD, WHAAAAAT?????
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