Some random drunk guy came up to me last night and punched me in the face.

Sadly, I was under the influence as well, to the point where I couldn't defend myself, or even know what the fuck happened.

Today was one of those rare days when everything seemed to fall into place, and the universe smiled on me.

1] The day started with a phone call from one of the many jobs I've applied to, asking me if I'd like an interview. Admittedly it's basically my last choice out of all the jobs, but I've been desperate for employment since my Subway days. Oh, and also, I was still really drunk this morning (and during the phone call) so I hope I acted professional...

2] Mary and I were extremely late to the train station for our ride back to Irvine, and with only about a minute until the train left we were sprinting down the road, knowing we'd probably never make it. This man stopped next to us and offered us a ride. We threw our stuff in and, thanks to him, barely boarded. We didn't have time to smoke beforehand (which is a train ride tradition), but we were still determined to "medicate" so we trashily did in the bathroom on the train. Sketch? You betcha.

3] After reuniting with our friends, we headed over to Chipotle. The cashier hit on me and said the burrito bowl was on the house. Needless to say, that was fun. A few months ago the same thing happened at Corner Bakery, but with pasta. Both times however I didn't really flirt back, or give the guy my number or anything, which I regret. Alas, boys will come and go, but food is forever.

Things are never gonna be the way you want,
where's it gonna get you acting serious?