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damn, i don't do anything interesting anymore. well i guess i never really did. i just drink or smoke and sleep in. pretty lame. however!-two nights ago, julia and i had some fun with some cops. it was quite the adventure-but too long of a story for me to type..i'll just steal julia's version from her LJ. she won't mind:
"hmmm...jamie had been drinking. and i asked her if she wanted to come along with me to take chris home so she wouldnt have to stay there alone and watch joe and clare make out. poor girl. so we left to take chris home, and i got pulled over on Virginia Ave. going 49 in a 30. Fucking cops. Heh. I lost my registration card...and my tags were expired, so that didn't help. (My tags being expired wasn't my fault, but i'm not getting into that.) Anyway...the cop thought I was being fucking weird? so he called another cop...I don't know why. the second guy was a real asshole, though. eh, so was the first guy. the one with the dog that chris knew was nice. haha. i don't know. but there were three cars for us cool cats. gayness. then they 'scanned' the car for drugs with their damn german nazi dog. and the stupid thing 'detected' narcotics. so we had to get out of the car. and we had to play the 'truth' game because they hate 'liars.' anyway. they searched my stupid fucking car, and accidentally fucked up my little middle part which totally pisses me off. i'm going to take a picture of it, and take it with me when i go into court. so anyway. they didn't find anything in my car. that's right, fuckazzzz. so then i get my TWO fucking tickets. (one for speeding and one for expired tags.) sooo, the mean cop is talking to jamie and chris, and notices jamie's breath smells a little GOOFY. haha. so i'm getting my ticket written up, and he's asking jamie a million questions about herself, and then she gets the breathy thing. haha. and apparently the cop said something to her about being drunk and then chris said 'dude, she isn't drunk.' and the mean spic-looking cop went and bitched at chris. cos he hates liars and loves the truth game? i don't know. they're all faggots. so they weren't going to gave jamie a citation...but then the mean cop convinced mister butts (the cop who pulled us over) to give her one. so she got one. and i got mine. then they made me thank mr. butts cos he 'cut me a break.' yeah, the three cop cars - being stuck around for over 45 minutes, the dog, searching my car, being treated like we're total fuckheads ... right, i sure do owe him a thank you. gosh, i want to use the n word so bad. then we got in my car. and drove off. and i went the speed limit. and i seriously think that the whole experience was worth having to go to court twice. haha. gosh, what a great night. that was so hilarious."
--thanks jules!
ehh i'm bored as shit. hannah needs to come back, and psill too. and my text messages need to start working-i can't send or receive any texts..so don't try to text me, cuz i won't get it..fuck it all.
poker night tonight maybe.
im pretty depressed right now, maybe it is because i just woke up, or the rain or other reasons i dont want to say..bleh.
psill's mixtape rocks..i really like my chem romance and against me songs, oh and the international noise conspiracy.
im out.
"hmmm...jamie had been drinking. and i asked her if she wanted to come along with me to take chris home so she wouldnt have to stay there alone and watch joe and clare make out. poor girl. so we left to take chris home, and i got pulled over on Virginia Ave. going 49 in a 30. Fucking cops. Heh. I lost my registration card...and my tags were expired, so that didn't help. (My tags being expired wasn't my fault, but i'm not getting into that.) Anyway...the cop thought I was being fucking weird? so he called another cop...I don't know why. the second guy was a real asshole, though. eh, so was the first guy. the one with the dog that chris knew was nice. haha. i don't know. but there were three cars for us cool cats. gayness. then they 'scanned' the car for drugs with their damn german nazi dog. and the stupid thing 'detected' narcotics. so we had to get out of the car. and we had to play the 'truth' game because they hate 'liars.' anyway. they searched my stupid fucking car, and accidentally fucked up my little middle part which totally pisses me off. i'm going to take a picture of it, and take it with me when i go into court. so anyway. they didn't find anything in my car. that's right, fuckazzzz. so then i get my TWO fucking tickets. (one for speeding and one for expired tags.) sooo, the mean cop is talking to jamie and chris, and notices jamie's breath smells a little GOOFY. haha. so i'm getting my ticket written up, and he's asking jamie a million questions about herself, and then she gets the breathy thing. haha. and apparently the cop said something to her about being drunk and then chris said 'dude, she isn't drunk.' and the mean spic-looking cop went and bitched at chris. cos he hates liars and loves the truth game? i don't know. they're all faggots. so they weren't going to gave jamie a citation...but then the mean cop convinced mister butts (the cop who pulled us over) to give her one. so she got one. and i got mine. then they made me thank mr. butts cos he 'cut me a break.' yeah, the three cop cars - being stuck around for over 45 minutes, the dog, searching my car, being treated like we're total fuckheads ... right, i sure do owe him a thank you. gosh, i want to use the n word so bad. then we got in my car. and drove off. and i went the speed limit. and i seriously think that the whole experience was worth having to go to court twice. haha. gosh, what a great night. that was so hilarious."
--thanks jules!
ehh i'm bored as shit. hannah needs to come back, and psill too. and my text messages need to start working-i can't send or receive any texts..so don't try to text me, cuz i won't get it..fuck it all.
poker night tonight maybe.
im pretty depressed right now, maybe it is because i just woke up, or the rain or other reasons i dont want to say..bleh.
psill's mixtape rocks..i really like my chem romance and against me songs, oh and the international noise conspiracy.
im out.