I got really fucked up last night, started wrestling with the roomie. There is a pretty big, Colt sized, whole in our wall now.I was kind of in a bad mood starting around noon, so I went for a drive into the outlying areas of Ottawa, KS. Made it to some pretty awesome winding roads with bridges, creeks, and rocky bluff outcroppings. I brought the 35mm with me, but... NO FILM! Crap.
There was some great conversation going on last night at Rickner's about the oh-so debated gay marriage thing. The conversation ended with some salt, a shot, and a squeeze from a bottle of lemon juice (I guess we couldn't afford the real thing). I got to see Rusty and apparently tried to tackle Ryan, missed, and hit the door frame. Ouch.
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