Pneity

This weekend had a lot of promise. It was one of the first times in my life I had a plan and it worked out for the most part. Improvisiation of my plan worked flawlessly. Mom's 50th birthday party, where Tut, Fox, and I hung out a lot, ate cheese tray goodies, and I played a lot of guitar with the family for the first time in a while. It was nice, refreshing. The day before, Friday, was Nick's annual birthday party. A bit more awkward than previous years, we did a lot of catching up with old friends. Once Joey showed up, we stayed up all night talking politics and movies. We woke up really late next day, got a start on our plans for getting my mom's birthday party in place. Today, unlike the other days was not the breath of fresh air I expected. It was supposed to be my chance to have fun with Joey while he was in from law school, and just be with good friends. Unfortunately for me, friends create drama and he didn't show up until I was getting up to leave for the night. I'm going to work tomorrow, and above that, I have a really really long day ahead of me. Why am I writing all this at 2 AM? Because I enjoy some alone time first off. Then, more than that, Cory unloaded a shitton of fuck on my brain by asking my opinion of his plan to break things of with his girlfriend. Who lives with us. Originally from out of state. This is a huge deal and cannot favor me at all. All in all, this week is going to be a miserable piece of crap. Wish me luck. I'm going to get 4 hours of sleep.