Hangovers Do Not Exist....

I woke up this morning in a perfect mood... which led me to the conclusion that I just really do NOT get hangovers (unless I down a few handles of Jack of course). The party last night was insane... approximately 70ish sorority girls crammed into a nice little 3 story town home. How nice. Other than me and a few of the neighbor guys from next door it was basically an all female party (times like these make me miss the days of being single) but I was a good boy and didn't stray away. It's hot out... I am probablly going to hit up the pool sometime in the near future. If I can manage to get off my ass, stop eating cinnamon rolls, and put the movie marathon on pause. Days like these are the reason I start to gain weight. Lazzzyy. Fuck it. I'm getting back in the bed and watching more movies. Oh hi gooey cinnamon roll, how the fuck are you today!?

Listening To: a movie.