Weekend good, weekdays bad

That title up there reminds me of a great line from Animal Farm - "Four legs good, two legs bad." I think the sheep were taught to chant that to rally the troops. I remember this one time, at band camp, not it wasn't band camp it was band practice. I was sitting in last chair because I sucked ass at playing the flute, and I never wanted to play an instrument anyway but it was supposedly the cool thing to do at the middle school in the po dunk town I was forced to move to from a suburb of Boston. Anyway, I was reading Animal Farm, came across that line, and started laughing uncontrollably. It was great to be able to escape the reality of a middle school band room just by reading a good book. And the laughing for no discernable reason really added to my weird girl persona. Four legs good, two legs baaadd! Four legs good, two legs baaaadd!! Can't you just imagine some sheep chanting that over and over again? Isnt' that funny? No really, it is.

So I had an eventful week-end. Ran into my ex-boyfriend at The Buc and he wanted to "talk". The Joint Cheifs were really good. I'm not sure if that was because I was drunk or because they really are good. Probably a combination of the two. Wound up at The Beauty Shop where I commenced to hitting on an acquaintence of mine and ended up making out with him in his car. Yikes. I'm embarrassed. But all we did was kiss, and that's just what I needed. Kissing is fun!