Or rather "did not want"...to get outta bed this morning. This past week was so awesome in so many ways. I love spending time with that girl, and when I woke up this morning I knew that it meant that I would not be falling asleep there tonight. Sleeping next to her...ahhhhhh...yeah. We watched the VMA's together last night. I am pretty positive that everyone was drunk as all shit at that thing. I wanna go to Vegas, wear a suit, get fucking hosed-ass drunk and then run around the casino screaming "ALWAYS BET ON BLACK! SNIPES SAID SO!" Then, off to get married by an Elvis. Maybe not, but seriously, I would totally get married in Vegas. I'd even comb my hair for the ceremony.
I DRANK TOO MUCH COFFEE THIS MORNING.