I don't give a fuck about anything I've been arguing about, haha. I'm just jacked up on my prescription I just got and wanted to fight about something. What else is there to do at 4am in a hotel on a Wednesday night? I already masterbated 5 times, ate a whole thing of Kit-Kats, and walked probably 10+ miles and did shit I would of never done if I was sober. I put $5 in a sleeping homeless persons pocket because I couldn't wake him up. I met some hot native chick with her kid that would've sucked my dick if her kid wasn't there, I gave him a dollar once I walked off. I went and bought fucking lottery tickets in this shady sideshack place off the MainRoad. I went into like 4 stores and bought shit like 5 hour energies, a lighter, and a fucking CD. I bummed a cigarette and a fuck load of tobacco I didn't even want from these two native dudes outside Fred Meyer's when I offered them $2 for a cigarrette and then he wanted one of my 5hr energies and said he would give me something worth it. And he gave me a fuck load of shitty ass tobacco. I think I ran into two crashes where there was like 4 or 5 police cars, an ambulance, and like 10 people gathered around. And I freestyled for like 10 minutes walking down the sidewalk in front of stores and everyone could hear me. Oh yeah, my phone died but I didn't give a shit because I was going to walk anyway, I'd probably still be out there walking and not giving a fuck if I didn't finally get the right directions. Got to my hotel, bummed a cigarette off these two natives on the elevator. Seduced the check-in lady at my hotel. Snorted 2 .005 Ativan's because I had a dip in, and got like 4 dirty looks when I asked chicks if they wanted to make $10 (for fucking alcohol, they probably thought sex cus it was on the side of a building 3 of the 4) all in Today. I deserve a fucking medal of some sort.