Cock-Blocking Fag

Sooooooo I just got back to the hotel room it's a little after, I can't even read the fucking time. Looks like just after 2 in the afternoon and Kennedy is fucking passed out on the bed. I don't know what the hell happened last night, all I remember was getting kicked out of fabric at like 2 in the morning. I lost my shirt somewhere along the line, I doubt I'll ever find it now. Whatever, no big deal. Haha.

It fucking reeks in here, I swear to god if he threw up on any of my shit, I'm gonna beat his ass. His diesels are ruined, that sucks brah. What the hell went on here last night? I'm still fucking pissed off what happened to me. I don't understand I had an easy 5 points until that guy started flirting with my girl. Turns out this "guy" was apparently her boyfriend, and so I was left sleeping on the couch. Cock-blocking at its finest. My back is sore, my neck is cramping up. Honestly, I haven't had a hangover this bad in a long time. I didn't even get to the fucking worst part of the night.

I'm allergic to dogs. I wake up this morning the dog is freaking humping my leg. What the fuck. The rash on my leg is just about gone, possibly the only good thing that has happened within the last 24 hours. Pretty rough start for me but we're fine. I'm pretty sure I'm hanging out with this girl again tonight though, so see how that works out. At least Kennedy didn't get any girl yet, it's only out first night, so I'll have plenty more time to win this thing.