Its been a while

sicnce i made a blog post so let me make one now


i just enjoyed a night of drinkig in state college pennsylvania with some fine dindividuals. the night was not as exciting as it could have been though. It was ALMOST a great night, but instead was just interesting.

ok, so i wander around from bar to bar, whatever boring shit. finally i show up at this place the saloon at around 1, and before going in i see my friend Jay standing outside arguing with someone. Now, lets get some backstory on Jay.

Jay was an all american wrestler in high school and is currently training to be an MMA fighter in the UFC, and has a 16-1 amateur record. every time i go out drinking with jay i make him tell me figh tstories and show me cool shit like how to make someone submit by pushing in their thumb. its pretty fucking awesome.

so anyway, jay was mad disrespected tonight by some fools that have no idea who he is. he was eventually kicked out of the bar and needed an escort home inc ase someone tried to jump him, and i was more than happy to do it because a) its been a while since ive been in a fight (about 6 months, oh undergrad and my goddamn girlfriend who i had to get in a fight over every weekend) and b) i would fucking LOVE to see Jay just pummel someone, it would literally make my year.

ok so, i walk jay a few blocks, stop to get a beer with him at some place, talk about fighting a bit, had a few short arm wrestling matches (yeah, im a pretty goddamn good arm wrestler, if you dont think so challenge me at pca ill arm wrestle for money), and jay handed me my first arm wrestling loss in about 7 years (last time i lost to my dad), and then walked home.

fucking sucked, i wanted to see some poor bastard get demolished by a fury of elbows and blows to the face. Next time im going to literally talk shit to the angriest looking dude i can find and then find Jay and tell him he was disrespecting his mother. 10k fight yo???, jay is up for it and im backing his ass.


so earlier today i had a session with taylor. played some 5/10 6max at stars, which taylor called "the most boring fucking games hes ever seen". yeah, pretty fucking tight and uninteresting shit happened.

one cool hand went down where some fish raised the button to 30, sb reraised to 140, i had AKc in the bb, so obviously im going to repop cause im not some little sissy girl who will fold AKs to some heavy action inf ront of him for one buyin, so i reraise to 400, button insta pushes and after some thought the sb calls. Well at this point im geting like 4:1 odds and I have AKs and its just one buyin so GAMBOOOOOOLL. they had KK/QQ and obviously I hit cause taylor is watching me so I run like maurice green. boooyahhh, ok, i won about 1500 in the session, 2k of which came from that one hand, so yeah, otherwise i lost. go me.

ok thats about it for interesting hands. the rest were basically, raise, fold. raise, call, cbet, call, shtudown, fold. raise, call, bet, raise, fold. lame shit.

ok, that is all i have to say. goodnight and dont let those fuckers disrepsect you, if they are ill show you some moves by way of jay.



OH YEAH. one last little rant. THIS FUCKING GIRL i am interested in WILL NOT GO OUT EVER. like seriously, every single time i try to get her out shes in bed already. honestly, waht fucking college student goes to bed at 10:45 on a monday. take out your tampon, to have a beer and hang out with me. come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn how hard is it. apparently (from what her roommate says) shes into me, and shes prtty fucking cute SO WHY DONT YOU RESPOND TO ANYTHING YOU LIAR.

tomorrow she says she will go out. tomorrow will be the day. i will post updates on the situations with this estrogen clogged artery. hopefully they will be good updates. probably not because i run like stephen hawking.



ok, im gonna go to bed and watch event horizon. all i remember is when i was like 12 years old and that was in theaters it fucking killed me. like scariest movie ive ever seen not even close. hopefully its just as scary as i remember cause i want to have some fucked up dreams tonight. pretty mucht he only thing i can recall is a fucking freaky bathtub scene and people ripping their eyeballs out. oh man, this is gonna be one fucked up sleep. GOODNIGHT


OH AND ONE LAST LITTLE EDIT
do any of you happen to have a rubber band? I dont have my bowl here and id really like to partake in some inhaling of illegal substances but I DONT HAVE A DEVICE so i need to make a ghetto but i dont have a rubber band fuck. any girls read this blog? a hairtie would suffice....

ANDREW HELP. i know you can help me out here. its some pretty dank shit man, got it from a kid up in vermont.