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.

T.V. is evil

First of all, it sucks away my life without me even knowing it.
Hours go by and what do I have to show for it?
Not much.
I love T.V., but I'm starting to watch 2+ hours a night.
I could be reading or taking a damn walk.
Plus, watching T.V. is very bad for ye ol' pulling.
I haven't pulled for a day and a half.
That's pretty good.
I just got to keep it up. I'll mess up and pull one or two, but I have to remember that it doesn't mean I should go back to my 20+-a-day pulling habit.
I really want to get a haircut besides the one I give myself.
I want a cute short haircut. Hell yeah.

It says 6 people have viewed this. I think I have view it all of those times.
If you read this, drop me a line. It'll keep me going.
Plus, I love to hear other people's stories.
Makes me feel like I'm not alone in this.