Sunday, July 13, 2008

Chicchups

I woke up this morning on my couch, sitting upright, my laptop beside me. Later, I opened the laptop and found this written in a text box:


2 4 30 un the mornign

  • Me adn thuing skunk,we have an understadning


    whjere th9=id this chicchups/q

    fwhy rt u theere so many ppl ber tehr:?


The only thing that makes any sense to me is the part about the skunk, because I have a vague memory of happening upon a skunk on the way home, stopping to observe it for a while, and feeling a deep connection with the little guy.

It was three friends' birthdays last night (happy birthday, Jeff, Nancy, and Erin!), so I guess I celebrated three times harder than usual. There was an ugly cake involved, and maybe I'll post pictures of it here later.

8 comments:

Dan said...

Dude, you were awesome last night:).
Dan

Phronk said...

Oh shit, did I sleep with Dan?

Butchie said...

Good job buddy! Black out like you mean it!

sunmyst said...

wow that's motivation to get your thoughts down in writing - i hardly ever have any after partying anywhere near that hard lol

nancy_bradley@hotmail.com said...

Thanks Mike. Next time keep your pants on!

Salem said...

It's really bad if you spend Sunday morning deleting comments you'd made. No names.

Jenn said...

omg that's amazing! there are pages upon pages in my written journal of drunken scribble that i can't read! In that last sentence were you asking why there were so many people there? hahaha. I love it.

Phronk said...

Hehe, that's what it seems like, which is awesome since I was completely alone.