i really dont understand

how a little puerto rican can cause so much fucking trouble. how is it that one small person can piss me off in such huge amounts. the frustration really gets to me.

in other news, last night was the sound lounge cruise...where we all got on a boat with lots of alcohol and food and eachother and circled around manhattan for a three hour tour. this was entertaining and in the process i won a raffle with the prize of a dvd/vcr player to add to my heavily technologized apartment.
after the boat party, i collected some of my coworkers namely ms j, and headed to snapshot where i played a lousey one hour set then continued drinking and applying liquid latex to the upper portion of my body...
realizing that i was walking around topless, i began to peel of the latex which was more painful then you'd think. of course the entire point was to cover myself, but i removed the stuff in the middle of the dancefloor in front of the bar...not a very private spot. anyways, the night ended like it usually does and i went home to a no-sex, pass-out, boring home. maybe im being a bit harsh, but hey im pissed off and im entitled to a little complaining every now and again. is anyone interested in having mindless sex with me because i obviously dont seem to be getting enough.