My Life as I live it

Things have been changing.
I'm to my schedule at work (7-330). I've been hanging out with friends. I'm looking for a new place to live.

Last Friday, I was hoping to hangout with a friend of mine, Alice, but at the last minute she had to cancel.

So I decided I'd call Max, and see what he was upto.
He wanted to go get coffee and it sounded like a good idea to me so we went to Starbucks and met up with Megan.

I got a phone call from Jennifer, and I asked her if she wanted to hang out too. So Heather and Jennifer both came to Starbucks as well.

If you're curious as to who they are, I met Heather and Jennifer a week before, although I knew Jennifer on myspace. We saw Resdent Evil: Apocalypse (it was enjoyable, but unintentionally funny), met some friends of mine at a supposed party, and went back to their place to play guitar hero, until the wee hours of the morning.

Anyway, from Starbucks, Max, Megan, Heather, Jennifer, and myself continued to Dennys where I proceeded to drink more coffee than I should have. Megan left, and then the four of us decided to head back to Jennifers place, to drink, watch movies, play games, and have fun.

we mostly just played kaboom, a fun little drinking game where you flick a quarter with one hand, drink a beer with that same hand, then pick up the quarter before it stops spinning. Every time you finish a beer you get a 'kaboom' which you can use to stop someone elses quarter from spinning, and force them to drink.
We also saw a movie called the Re-penetrator. A zombie pornography, that was very funny.

the weekend continued that way, drinking, partying, having fun.

Last night I went out with Heather, Jennifer, Max, and I met a new person, named Adam, and we had fun again. They wanted to drink, but I refused to drink more than just one beer, as I have work today.

I'm feeling especially lonely today.

my friend Adam (not the previous one mentioned) was hit by a car on Monday.
his pelvis was broken in three different places and he'll be in a walker for a couple of months.

I wrote him a card, and tried to see him in the hospital, but he left just as I arrived.

Anyway, now I feel really sad. I'm going to go smoke a cigarette.