Tuesdays are known for their highs.

Drunk on svedka and cranberry y'all. Like a farm kid on tobacco, Im spitting mad. The dare was given, you can't take it back. Im done with the bullshit, Im better off without the harassment. Don't call me names, don't pat my shoulder and rub my ass. I may have believed the shit before, but today is Tuesday and Im smarter than I was on Monday. Merv told me so. So i spill coffee on my keyboard, so I have bad hair. The littlest of lies hurt far more than any negative trait I may possess.

It is Tuesday and Tuesdays have such highs and equally as exciting lows. This is known. Merv told me so. Although I suspect he was probably just hitting his low at that point. I love drama. Call me a faggot, but please try harder. I know you can do better.

When something exciting happens or an event takes place that could influence the near future, I would like to think my good friends would be around to help me celebrate. Nope, social security and extracurriculars call their name.