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Old Name: XX

I now dub your ass:
Young Dirty Hung Daddy

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HAHA Guess what? Only you can read this, Erin. Badass

Lets go tanning today after my class which is over at 5:00

3 Nights of Drunken Shenanigans

More fun with our drunken shenanigans.

Thursday night when we drank for Brian’s birthday, I decided to play around on Megan’s computer for a little while. Somehow in my semi-drunken state, I came across honeynutmeg’s live journal equivilant. I managed to sign up for a new account, and leave her a bunch of comments that make absoutly no sense whatsoever.

Case in point: Comment 1 Comment 2

Friday, I drove Sarah, Kindra, Casey, and Kayla in Sarah’s car to the Giant’s game! Little Heather drove Luke and Jamie.
They all took shots before they left, so the ride there, everyone besides me and Heather were very drunk.
The trip down was pretty crazy, because I had 4 drunk people in my car, telling me they have to pee the entire way down. We stopped 3 times I think.
We ended up getting semi lost and asking this guy who barely spoke english to tell me how to get there. As we were leaving I barely tapped the car in front of us with Sarah’s bumper (because I wasn’t used to her car) and this old Italian man came out and shook our hands.

Weird

Then they took more shots in the parking lot at the stadium, so the entire game was drunken.
It was badass though, even though we had almost a two hour rain delay.
Tommy, who works at the stadium, hooked us up with nearly front row field level seats! How nice!
As for me, I was a clean and sober teen that night, but that doesn’t mean I enjoyed the game any less.

Oh yeah, the Giants lost 5-1

When I got back from the game at 1:00 AM, I expected to find Jon asleep in his bed, but instead he was nowhere to be found.
I called Megan’s cell phone because I suspected they were together. She answered, but she wasn’t really making any sense, just mumbling about some crazy adventure, and how she wouldn’t tell me where she was.
OK.
So then they call me later and want me to pick them up, they were by the bowling ally, about 3 miles down the road, if not more.
And it was raining nearly 5 inches an hour. Crazy rain.

So I find Sarah (it’s 3:00 AM) and we go pick them up from the bowling ally, as they’re mumbling craziness about a crazy adventure and shit like that.
Their adventure, however drunk and foolish, actually sounded pretty badass, and I wish I had been there to experience it.

Saturday, we went to the local chamber singers concert where we watched Rah and company sing Josquin.
What beautiful music. It reminded me very much of the Sung Latin masses I used to go to as a child with my Grandma. So soothing.

Afterwards I drank a little with Megan and Jon and Irene (BEER BONG!) and then we decided to go on an adventure!
Jon (sober) drove us and Sarah up to Gravity hill, where Megan and I got out and ran through the fields, admiring the view.
It was sooo pretty. I wish I could have put up a tent and slept there.

After, Jon drives us 30 miles down the road to a Denny’s in Cote de Madera. I got some really good food, which I really didn’t need to eat because I wasn’t hungry. Oh well. It was good.

Then we came home and watched Problem Child in Megan’s room, until I decided at 4:00 AM that I didn’t want to go upstairs so I slept on Erin’s bed.

Sure enough, Erin comes home pretty early, so she comes home to a half naked guy sleeping on her bed.

I stumble sleepily upstairs to my room, until I realise that there is a HUGE black and red spider with big fangs sitting on my bare arm!
It was about 3 inches wide.
That woke me up so fast.

And now I sit here, wary of every little tickle on my skin, thinking that it is that big ugly spider.

*shiver*

Later I will walk with Megan to the store, and tan and get ice cream with Erin. Yay for Cold Stone!

*EDIT*
Oh yeah, SMOKE BOWLS!!

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Ok so there was this fatass bitch sitting behind me in chem this morning.

I usually see her, and avoid sitting near her, but this morning I wasn’t paying attention.

So the teacher started teaching. He’s doing a demonstration involving chicken livers and hydrogen peroxide. Chicken livers smell like ass, and I was having trouble breathing it smelled so bad.

Then the fatass behind me started farting. And talking about food to her fatass friend next to her.

So the entire class (50 min) she was farting LOUDLY and talking to her friend loudly. Remember that it still smells like ass because of the chicken livers. And her farts are not only loud, but extremely smelly.

The whole time she’s chatting loudly, making snide comments about the teacher to her friend, talking about food, just being a bitch in general. My favorite quote: “We’re gonna die anyways, might as well die fat and happy”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

That’s just an excuse fat and lazy people use to justify their sloppiness.

Is it wrong to wish bad things upon people you don’t know?
It’s horrible to say, but if she had been killed right then and there, I would have laughed. I’m a monster.

That is all.

Peace.