I CAN'T HEAR YOU B.K. BROILER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I didn't go out last night. Last night was Friday and I stayed in the B's. (B's=Barracks) I didn't really feel like going out, and I was fucking tired. I didn't even drink. Well to be honest I had like 1 1/2 drinks, but that's like no drinks. They were Tequila and Gatorades, which arn't bad if you're in the mood for them, which I was not. I don't even like Tequila, but I have been on a nasty beer habit lately and I make an strong effort never to drink the same drink with consitantcy. I couldn't tell you why I do this, maybe it comes from those early days where we would drink anything we could get our hands on. Oh nostalgia you've done it again...