Another guys night. I need to go on less guys nights.

I’m starting to go out a bit more on the weekends. Now I don’t have to pretend I have a social life, because I have a weak-kneed, watered-down one to boast about!

Actually, all I did today was go downtown to this thing called “Frightmare”. It’s this unlit maze in some random hotel where you walk around and people paid to look ugly (wouldn’t that be the life) jump out and scare you.

There was this one really cute dead-looking girl that scared me. I asked her for her name, but she ignored me.

Don’t hit on dead chicks, check.

On our way back, we went joyriding in my friend’s new car. First, we went to some neighborhood under construction and drove around until we were driven out by a security truck. Unoccupied, abandoned, still-under-construction neighborhoods are very very scary. They’re all eerie, and some of the lights are on, and you’re half expecting zombies to come out of the portapotties everywhere. Leaving, I thought we would see a sign that said “You are now leaving The Village of The Damned. Thanks for stopping by!”

(basically, i was really a teenager tonight. it was spiff)

After that, we went into some abandoned parking lot in front of a large corporate building and drove around really wrecklessly. Tires squealing and peeling and all. Which was fun till we saw some guy (who, by the way, looked like my very scary US History teacher last year) in a suit and tie come out of the building. So then we drove off.

I have a scab on my right leg that I can’t stop picking. It’s so very disgusting, but I can’t stop picking at it. Ew. Such a guy.