Druce. Party Animal Druce.

It's been a week since the last epic beer run, and surprisingly enough, there's still beer in the fridge. Evan suspects that this may have been a slow week for his roommate, who listlessly stares at his computer. Evan's roommate sometimes has problems, and gets a little grumpy. Today the roommate found out that Arsenal no longer has any chance of winning the premiership this season. This left him incredibly depressed and nearly suicidal. Evan knows when to leave his roommate to mope. After all, the man was in the Singapore army, and an army's an army, no matter how shitty it may have been.

Some days Evan looks at all the parties he goes to and thinks about how they've all been falling into the same monotonous pattern. Parties, parties, parties. What is there to do after parties? Only more parties. Some times it all seems futile. Other times, Evan gets really drunk and doesn't give a shit.

This week there were parties. There will probably be parties next week. Arsenal has lost the premiership. Everyone should die.