I must have had a great time at the Judas Priest concert last night because my goddamn neck is killing me. Always a good sign.
Another sign of a quality rocking time is the fact that I am still unable to locate my swimsuit top or my shirt from the pool party on Saturday. I assume I must have taken it off sometime after getting pegged in the chest with a watermelon. I just hope my upper covering went missing after the police showed up at 7:30.
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