Weekend

[apocalypse]

I had an alright weekend for being grounded. Friday night I was hanging out with Eddie, Berto, Jack, and Mary. Her little brothers are dog-sitting for the richest motherfuckers I've ever seen. We got the keys and raged their house. Took a bunch of food, whiskey, and hotboxed the bathroom with the shower on. Berto was so fucked up that he was sprawled out in the middle of the street for over ten minutes. Me and Jack had to keep on moving. So who do I see RIGHT before I turn onto my street at 4am? My arresting officer. I ended up getting out of that one though. Nothing fucking went on Saturday, missed the F.N.B. benefit due to lack of ride home. Went to F.N.B. today and hung out with Mary and Grayson. Tomorrow is the last semester. I'm happy.

Plus, next weekend: thrashfest 2006... Municipal Waste and Toxic Holocaust.