Ah what a magical day
Well today was fun, but it was one of those days that leaves you feeling kinda tired and kinda like you just missed out on a day. It was a heluvalot better than sitting on my ass in front of the computer or TV though.
I woke up at about 10 to clean up for the contractors. They re-drywalled my room, and I sat by and watched as the hole labeled "Matts head" and "Andrews face" were casually wiped away. Years of memories, swept away like so many grains of sand...
After the demolition was complete and I had helped clean up per moms instrutions, I ran my happy ass over to Chucks house to get him and the redneck brigade to help me put my cold air intake on my car. For the third time in 2 days, I was proved wrong by adam after holding out and being absoluteyl assured that I was right. Even though I knew he was right, it still didnt make me feel like less of an ass, and I really did just fell like shit for a while. But we finally got it on after we follwed adams idea and it sounds cool and actually does help out a little bit performance-wise.
After that, we loaded up adam truck and left chuck to clean his tires while we picked up Courtney and went trailridin out in Shannon. Somehow me and Covie ended up in the bed as we drove over railroad tracks, very large sticks, and even larger mud puddles.
When we finally took Courntney home, I tried to go get my car from Chucks, realized my keys were in adams truck (by now in a large mud field again) and so we went back to the house to get the spare. We drove around for a while trying to find something to do. Went to Taco Bell. Drove some more. Stopped and laughed at the ricers trying to find a race. Drove some more. And finally rented a couple movies and went to adams house. Euro-trip is thorougly awsome, by the way.
After that, I took Chuck home and came back to my house and updated my journal.
Well enough long winded updates. Time for sleepy sleep.
I woke up at about 10 to clean up for the contractors. They re-drywalled my room, and I sat by and watched as the hole labeled "Matts head" and "Andrews face" were casually wiped away. Years of memories, swept away like so many grains of sand...
After the demolition was complete and I had helped clean up per moms instrutions, I ran my happy ass over to Chucks house to get him and the redneck brigade to help me put my cold air intake on my car. For the third time in 2 days, I was proved wrong by adam after holding out and being absoluteyl assured that I was right. Even though I knew he was right, it still didnt make me feel like less of an ass, and I really did just fell like shit for a while. But we finally got it on after we follwed adams idea and it sounds cool and actually does help out a little bit performance-wise.
After that, we loaded up adam truck and left chuck to clean his tires while we picked up Courtney and went trailridin out in Shannon. Somehow me and Covie ended up in the bed as we drove over railroad tracks, very large sticks, and even larger mud puddles.
When we finally took Courntney home, I tried to go get my car from Chucks, realized my keys were in adams truck (by now in a large mud field again) and so we went back to the house to get the spare. We drove around for a while trying to find something to do. Went to Taco Bell. Drove some more. Stopped and laughed at the ricers trying to find a race. Drove some more. And finally rented a couple movies and went to adams house. Euro-trip is thorougly awsome, by the way.
After that, I took Chuck home and came back to my house and updated my journal.
Well enough long winded updates. Time for sleepy sleep.