like on friday we spent four hours fish frying. and by that i mean going to two separate places and waiting (and also drinking) and then finding out that the place ran out of fish so then we went somewhere and waited (and drank more) and then finally ate. and then when i got home i was drunk on four drinks and tried to watch the second to last episode of sons of anarchy but fell asleep fifteen minutes into it instead. and that was also the night that shitler couldn't reach the ATM and instead showed off his junky trunk.
and then it was time for sleeps.
and naturally i hadn't written a blog post because that is THE STORY OF MY WHOLE, ENTIRE LIFE.
but it is, in fact, our one year anniversary.
i posted something mushy on the 'gram.
and then shitler texted me this.