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last night we went to lyle and lauren's for a bonfire to celebrate st. patrick's day. jeremy and i decided it would be a good idea, after being drunk, to roll down a big hill in their yard. i gave my glasses to lyle and i started rolling. jeremy rolled after me and he kicked me somewhere important, but i couldn't stop rolling downward. i layed there for a while once i stopped and all i could think was how stupid of an idea that was. for a drunk person to roll down a hill. i stood up and almost fell down. i couldn't find lyle to get my glasses back. i couldn't see jeremy, but heard him moaning somewhere off in the distance. i finally realized that he'd stopped halfway up the hill. i slowly made my way up there and saw that he'd hit a big stump. after that, we all sat around the fire and talked and sang songs. it was lotso st. patrick's day fun.
and last night i had a dream that we were being invaded by aliens. they came and hovered in the night sky in their spacecrafts that looked like giant spinning ferris wheels on their sides. everybody went to my grandma's to hide out [why, i don't know] and somehow i got separated from everybody i knew. the aliens came to my grandma's door and i answered it. they were singing the first song from the listener's 'ozark empire' album. "way down in the country, back in the arkansas woods, there's a man that's working for jesus, trying to do some good..." and they were looking for him. i said i couldn't help and they were pretty nice about it, but told me i had to sell all of my belongings at their store. their store turned out to be the store that's in animal crossing. i was pretty pissed about it, and i ran into brent's girlfriend, jessica, at the store and she told me that it's really not all that bad. so i took her hand and said "thanks a lot." then the phone rang and the cat was on my head and i had a hangover and stuff.
i noticed that no one really comments anymore. at least never when i have anything important to say or to show. but if i have a one word entry that says "cunt!" or "fuck your mama" then i'll get 53 comments. someone explain.
and last night i had a dream that we were being invaded by aliens. they came and hovered in the night sky in their spacecrafts that looked like giant spinning ferris wheels on their sides. everybody went to my grandma's to hide out [why, i don't know] and somehow i got separated from everybody i knew. the aliens came to my grandma's door and i answered it. they were singing the first song from the listener's 'ozark empire' album. "way down in the country, back in the arkansas woods, there's a man that's working for jesus, trying to do some good..." and they were looking for him. i said i couldn't help and they were pretty nice about it, but told me i had to sell all of my belongings at their store. their store turned out to be the store that's in animal crossing. i was pretty pissed about it, and i ran into brent's girlfriend, jessica, at the store and she told me that it's really not all that bad. so i took her hand and said "thanks a lot." then the phone rang and the cat was on my head and i had a hangover and stuff.
i noticed that no one really comments anymore. at least never when i have anything important to say or to show. but if i have a one word entry that says "cunt!" or "fuck your mama" then i'll get 53 comments. someone explain.