Keep On Truckin'

So, I'm not doing bad.
Pulling is down to a minimum.
I cut my hair and added some bangs.
It's a bitch and a hassle, but I like it.
It's hard to have bangs in my situation because I have some very thin spots.
But I can pull it off by doing the good ol' comb over.
Hey, it works for old men, why not me?
I had a super rad time on Friday.
Me and my friend planned a drunken bike excursion.
That it was.
I spilled two drinks. She kissed the bartender. We both got bombed. We did shots (I fucking HATE shots, but I was feeling no pain.) I puked behind a dumpster. I half-ran down this dumb ass drunk dude who wanted to jump in front of my bike. Idiot.
It was fun. I hardly ever drink.
When I do and if it's with her, I have so much fun.
I mean, I have fun w/out alcohol all the time, but it's fun to feel less restrained sometimes.
Plus, Tenacious D is really great to sing to when no one cares that your voice sounds like shit.