What day is it again?

Back at work. Back to wasting time.

Getting out of bed this morning was physically painful to me. Not only because I was exhausted but also because my back was hurting for some reason. I think I may have overexerted myself this weekend. Or maybe I slept in a weird position. Or maybe, I spend too much time sitting up at a computer. I think it may be the last one.

Much fun was had this weekend between dancing at 33 and riding a mechanical bull at the Liquor Store to playing WoW and watching Inside Man (which wasn't that great). I came to the conclusion at around 3 am on Saturday that I'm not built for partying. I was exhausted while everyone else was still raring to go. All I could think of was getting home and into my bed.

Also, I hate hanging out with obnoxious drunk people. They just ruin my night. Especially when they start fights with people and then accidentally elbow me in the stomach while they're fucking around. That pisses me off. It also pisses me off when they call my brother useless when they themselves have recently been fired and are now between jobs. Yes, all these things piss me off. Maybe that explains the heavy drinking that took place on Saturday. If you have to hang out with someone you don't like, might as well be as drunk as you possibly can be.