Anyhow, last night I was quite gone, and it seems I held a quite long discussion with Ian, but I don't remember what I said. Upon looking in my ICQ history, I saw that I said (and he told me later) that I wanted to be Tyler Durden, I wanted to see his roomate pee, and that its funny that I still wear a necklace that my highschool girlfriend gave me.

Someone please remind me not to ever go that far into intoxication ever again.

Well, I gotta go hook up the BBQ supplies and pick spiderwoman up (its 500pm and he's already to drunk to drive). See you homo butt-humpers later.