god damn motherfucking bastard son of a bitch.

hi. sorry about the excruciating delay. it would have been less of a delay, considering i just wrote an entire entry, and it's just been deleted.

but that's fine.

the monday before i left europe, on sarah's 22nd birthday, i got my belly button pierced, not unlike every other girl on the face of the earth. but it's cute, pus and everything. i enjoy it. i enjoyed that entire night, considering how many pints of fosters we drank soon after. we went to an irish pub (in france), listened to a french singer sing american songs, took shots of mexican tequila (and hellof smooth tequila) and drank pints of australian beer. it was all the world traveling in one night.

two weeks ago i returned from my two weeks trip to europe, and since then i've had probably more fun than i had while i was in europe (excluding london and the beach in cassis). this is most likely due to the parties at the mobergs and the two hanson concerts. so sue me, hanson concerts are fun.

speaking of...

i am seriously planning a three day trip to texas for me and sam to attend two more hanson concerts with my dear friend cat. we'd stay with cat, road trip with cat, and have hellof fun with cat. the plans are so nearly complete.

my loan from sallie mae has just about gone through. i just tried to register for the 45645636th time this summer, and it is not YET complete, but i will call them tomorrow. and then perhaps i'll be able to go back to college next month! YAY!

and to finish...

in a drunken stupor on wednesday night as we walked home from work, rakia and i stopped in the middle of the midway and stared at the sky. there seemed to be an unnatural amount of stars for the south side of chicago. and then it happened.

a shooting star!

we both saw it, and we both soon realized it was the first we'd ever seen.

and we had a moment.

in a matter of days, rakia is going away to school, and we will no longer be neighbors. and together we experienced our first shooting star.

and it was beautiful. perhaps it was because she is leaving soon. perhaps it is because we had never seen one.

perhaps it's because we were wasted.

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