spinnin my head around and takin my body under in tak faham

Yesterday I was sitting in my research meeting and I got this bright idea to text my friend who was sitting right next to me:

Wanna get trashed at Newsies?

We have been planning to enter the Newsies lottery for quite some time now. It's where you enter your name 2 and a half hours before the show and then two hours before the show, if they call you, you will win 30 dollar tickets. (cheap seats are 100 usually).

It has also been on our bucket list to actually go to the bar at intermission and drink as much as we can afford. I figured we could kill two birds with one stone.

So we went and entered our names but they didn't call us. We didn't really have a back up plan because I am always overly confident when it comes to things I can't control.

So we just decided to walk in to every theatre we saw and see if we could rush tickets.

Lion King - No rush ever (sucks)

Matilda - Already did their lottery an hour ago.

Annie - Lottery is at 10 AM

Chicago - Standing room only

Book of Mormon:

Me: "Do you have rush tickets available for tonight?"

Them: "HAHAHAHAHAHBLARGHHAHAHA!!!!!!111"

Cinderella: Line for standing room going down the block.

Jersey Boys: We got 27 dollar tickets in good seats 5 minutes before the show started.

My friend who came with me told me that the same guy has been playing Frankie Valli for years and frankly (LOLZ) seemed to be worn out from all of that falsetto. But when it comes to a show like Jersey Boys your'e expectations aren't really that high in the first place. Plus this worked out because now we could really drink with all of these other old Italian men. Wait, I don't know why I said other. I am not an old Italian man, I promise.

I did love the guy who played Bob though, well the character Bob at least. This is because Bob is the one who sings "Oh What A Night" You know what I'm talkin about "LAATE DECEMBER BACK IN SIIIXTY THREEEE" BEST SONG ABOUT LOSING ONE'S VIRGINITY EVER. And since I was a little kid, has been the first thing that comes to mind when people as what your favorite song is. Wait do people ask that?

I also smoked a little bit after in Bryant Park, then we went to Sapporo and drank more and then smoked again and so by the time I got home I was all like (#&@(&#

I went up on my roof for a cigarette and had a huge freak out session because my cool Beatles Apple Records lighter was gone.

Ok so as you and I both know I am a lazy shit. Well honestly I don't even know if this has to do with being lazy...I tend to just leave my cigarettes and lighter behind this dead plant in the corner of the hallway where the door to the roof is. Nobody goes up there. There is a bunch of random shit people leave up there

Remember my wet cigarettes? Well to all who said don't smoke that shit, I listened to you and I am confident that you were right. I smelled these motherfuckers and - ok i hate to sound not PC here or whatever but they honestly smelled like this particular homeless guy who used to live in the Clark St subway station who never bathed. So yeah it wasn't happening.

What was I talking about? Oh yeah so all of those wet cigarettes were sitting on the soil of that dead plant in which behind are my good cigarettes and my lighter. When I pulled away the plant pot I found my pack o' Camel Menthol Silvers (do not judge me) BUT NO LIGHTER. MY COOL LIGHTER WAS GONE.

And I know, "Why would you leave something you didn't want stolen out in the hallway of your apartment?" BUT DOOD. In all my time living here never once has ANYBODY ELSE come up to the roof except me. I felt like I was taking extra precaution just hiding my shit behind that plant.

I know who took it too I'm sure. It has to be my neighbors who's housewarming party we never went to because we were lazy and since then have stopped saying hi to us in the halls. I know that me, Titty and the old Chinese men are the only people in my building who smoke and the men smoke out in front and this is because the roof is too much of a hike for them. But I do know that my neighbors SMOKE WEED. DUN DUN DUNNN

THAT WOULD EXPLAIN WHY MY NEW AND PERFECT PACK O CIGS WAS STILL UP THERE BUT THE LIGHTER WAS GONE.

So I might just knock on their door later on. I have a feeling they have it. JERKZ

Every day I say "Should have gotten a venti chai." But then the next day I never do get one because I don't think I can really handle it. Then again I usually can't handle it.

Today is my dad's birthday so I'm taking him to Sapporo so I can drink the same unfiltered sake I had last night and also eat there for a change since I normally just drink.