So not only does Phil have to put up with me bringing girls home in the middle of the night, while he is passed out on an air mattress in the living room, today the power went out due to my negligence in payment.

I got it turned back on this evening, but I feel like an ass nonetheless. Here's to working full time yet still waking up at 4 in the afternoon, having band practice every spare minute, and waking Phil up at 5 in the morning when I bring girls back to my place.

He's an angel for putting up with me these days.

as long as you are bringing in girls to share...oh wait, deena reads this.

Is this where we brag about bringing girls home?

Dude. quick... edit that to deena. QUICK.

and i'm too wiped out to truly give a fuck about the electricity.

Also, I hear a certain lady friend walked in on Brandon while he was shaving, and she was bare ass nekkid.

That's an area where you could step it up as a roommate, bubba.

It ain't bragging, he's being modest. VERY modest.

I'll vouch.

hahahahahahaha.

holy shit, I'm an idiot

Phil, stop dating girls with rhyming names.

ooops.