I had a great weekend, the holiday that everyone forgets about was very good to me. Columbus day that is. It was Last years Columbus day that I went up to Boston and got rediculously drunk and swore at a cab driver for missing the spot where he was suppoe to drop me off. I also fell down the stairs and broke a beer bottle in Kayla's stairwell, when she was living on Hillside. This year it was mush more placid, I spent the weekend hanging out with Bjork, drinking a little less than usual but still have a good time.