Oh man.

I got so fucking drunk last night. I didn’t end up getting any tail so I got really depressed and drank more. I wandered around for half an hour trying to figure out where the hell I parked. I finally found it and I slept in my car for ten minutes then my friend found me and he drove us home. He was slightly less drunk than I was. It all worked out though. I swear he almost hit the curb a couple times though.

This one girl was really really cute and I thought we had a good rapport going but then it turned it that she wasn’t feeling me. Always sucks when that happens. I wish I was better looking. That would solve half my problems.

I was walking back to my car and some dude was like, “Hey! Brad Pitt!” being a total dickwad. I was really drunk though so I was like, “What?” And he’s like “What’re you doing in London, Brad Pitt??” and I said that I was filming a movie here and everyone laughed. Ten minutes after the entire thing I realised that I should’ve just punched him in the face and then gotten beat up because I’m a wimp. Now that I’m sober I don’t care. The whole thing was kind of funny even though he was being a condescending prick.

I guess I’ll do some homework tonight. Peace.

P.S.

7 more bucks and Google pays me. Holla.

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