As I start to type this I feel the onslaught of the allergy meds kicking in...
The drowsiness, the slowly swaying back and forth to keep stable, the heavy eye lids...
Work sucked like always, but who's job doesn't now a days. I did get a few things accomplished, like the retweeking of the blog.
So I come home to a drunk Julio, and a over baring Estevon. He was part of my anniversary gift. I miss him already, even though its been less then a week. Alli, from across the hall comes up, and starts talking to us explaining how she called Chris at work a ginger the previous night. Esty challenged me to a Magic game, and I quickly OWN'D his ass with my transmuters.
Yadda Yadda Yadaa we played Disney Scene It at Rachels.
Watching Carlie destroy us in the game I realized that this was the life. Good friends, some I care about, and a steady job...
Well, at least until Monica called, telling me Julio was dying in his bed.
Lets jump back to what was happening at the apartment. Julio was talking to All iwhen her boyfriend comes home. Christian, this wife beating mother fucker gets all puffy, and sparta kicks Julio in the chest. Julio being the angry son of a bitch he is, retaliated with beating his ass. So when he tells me this, and how about he has chest pains, and he is coughing up blood, me and Sarah jump into action, and by action I mean sit and watch the first twenty five minuets of Lio and Stich. I call Monica to keep him company and to try to get I'm into the hospital, yet he refuses.
Me and Sarah say our good byes and go to save Julio. Turns out he is fin, and was over exaggerating the whole thing. (well except the fucking Christian up part). Sarah leaves and the three of us watch Repo.
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