Drunk(Loud), Drunker(Louder) and Whiny in The Trials of a Broke College Student Working Retail

At least Im (almost) never bored. Got picked up from work by my honey, his BFF, and our whiny, spoiled, rich-boy friend tonight. Im not quite sure exactly how we got the mile home with out me punching one of them, but I did it. I walk out the door from work to one of my coworkers looking at me and saying "Speak of the devil..." and I knew that things would be interesting. Fucking loud ass drunk boys. Driver was not drunk, which is good. I would have rather walked home in this ghetto town than gotten into a car with someone drunk and driving.

So now they're being drunk and loud in the garage where its warmish, and Im in here where its actually warm. Contemplating rereading Ender's Game even though I finished it this morning. Favorite book EVAR.

Didnt get off work till 0230 this morning, slept like shit when I finally got there about 0330 and woke up groggy as fuck at 0900. I need more sleep. Fuck inventory. At least it went smoothly. Though, my legs hurt from all the squatting to get down low enough to write on things.

Spent the afternoon before work disc golfing. I didnt pay attention but I was probably somewhere 20 to 30 over par. I never said I was any good. I just like it. Got some good pointers from experienced golfers today which is nice. Im still figuring out how to drive well around tits. Haha.