It's the weekend, baby

Well, waht are you going to do with yourself?

I think that's funny. If anyone can decipher that crap, I will call you a loser to your face.
Anyway, it's the weekend. I'm not sure what my plans are. The BF is going to his 20-year high school reunion in Chicago, so I'll be on my own for the next three days. I might stalk my good pal Evil (I know where to find you, man) tonight after I get the fuck away from Midtown and the GoNerds. Those kids kill me. Skinny jeans, slacker beards, ironic moustaches, tight shirts, striped shirts, moobs, dirty shoes, zip-up boots, B.O...oh, and cases and cases of empty PBR and High Life cans that they leave all over the backside and alley of my precious little gay bar.
They are just too cool.
Fucking punks think they own this town.
Anyway, cheers! Have a good weekend, be safe, and have fun achieving greatness.

ACID

Do not drop acid at a bar. It will freak you out. And it will freak other people out. It is not fun for anyone involved. Nobody wants to babysit you. Or clean up your puke. Not to mention the fact that you should not drink alcohol while on acid. Or look in mirrors. I'm just saying...
Plus, when did acid become popular again?