Last night I ended up visiting an old friend who's visiting from University, leaving tomorrow though. Quite glad I caught him. We drank some beers with his new girlfriend L, she's really awesome, I like her. I drank five beer, M had one. I feel so lame. And then I had the most fucked up dream. Most likely the greatest thing about yesterday was when I talked to M's father for almost 45 minutes about Psychological experiements and government issues and shit. I always really liked Harlow's Surrogate Mother experiement with the little monkeys and the wire mamas. Really great just sad for the poor scared little monkeys. *sadface* I just watched The Experiement, a Psychological experiement gone horribly wrong back in the Sixties. One man died, tragic. Mostly it's tragic for the field and followers of Psychology, because now they both have a reason to be given a bad rep. Oh shit I forgot I was writing. I was yelling at this boy I know who won't give up his jig. Anyways I'm going over to D's in a bit to draw and write or something creative I'm not sure what yet. So it's shower time.
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