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I had a blast this weekend... Shane and I ate a lot of sushi, and I finally learned how to use chopsticks. Then we went to Schlitterbahn on Sunday and decided to just hang out and drink a lot of beer, so we only rode 4 rides, but it was the most fun I've ever had there. On one ride Shane flipped over after a short drop, and this man in front of us started laughing at him, and people above us pointed and laughed, then when he tried to get back on his tube he flipped over again, and the man in front laughed louder and shouted "Hahahaaa, you flipped over TWICE!!!" It was great.
Today was pretty crappy though. When I tried to leave my car was dead, and Shane was at work, so I sat outside his door reading magazines. I thought I'd have to do this for 3 hours, but then a guy he works with who i had met before walked by and said i could hang out with him because he had the day off. Worst idea everrrrr. So his room is a complete mess, I somehow managed to find a spot on the bed clear enough to sit. He's playing a tape of the Talking Heads live in concert so I try to get interested in that, then he starts singing along, then he gets out his guitar and starts playing along. Oh did I mention this guy has the worst mustache ever? Because he did. So I had to watch him play like 12 songs on guitar, 6 on bass, and thennnn he busts out his keyboard! If anyone has seen that episode of Friends where Ross makes a song on the keyboard with weird noises, this is exactly what this guy was doing... It was like this "Weeeeoooooo Weeeeoooooo Boiiiing EeeeeEEEEeeeEEE Crash ooOOooOOooOOoo". I wanted to die, but all I could stammer out was "oh that's... cool". THEN he goes to his closet to show me his Beaver Police hat. WTF?! Um awkward. I wanted to tell him he's the sorta person who should own and actively wear a "Mustache Rides" tshirt, but I held back. Finally after 2 1/2 hours with him I left to go back to sitting in front of Shane's door. We got my car started and I got to the bar, where my mom tells me...
My dog died. I've had my dog, Spot, since I was about 6, so he was pretty old. I had talked to Shane on Friday about how I think he should be put to sleep. I guess he died on Saturday. I feel pretty lousy about it.
Today was pretty crappy though. When I tried to leave my car was dead, and Shane was at work, so I sat outside his door reading magazines. I thought I'd have to do this for 3 hours, but then a guy he works with who i had met before walked by and said i could hang out with him because he had the day off. Worst idea everrrrr. So his room is a complete mess, I somehow managed to find a spot on the bed clear enough to sit. He's playing a tape of the Talking Heads live in concert so I try to get interested in that, then he starts singing along, then he gets out his guitar and starts playing along. Oh did I mention this guy has the worst mustache ever? Because he did. So I had to watch him play like 12 songs on guitar, 6 on bass, and thennnn he busts out his keyboard! If anyone has seen that episode of Friends where Ross makes a song on the keyboard with weird noises, this is exactly what this guy was doing... It was like this "Weeeeoooooo Weeeeoooooo Boiiiing EeeeeEEEEeeeEEE Crash ooOOooOOooOOoo". I wanted to die, but all I could stammer out was "oh that's... cool". THEN he goes to his closet to show me his Beaver Police hat. WTF?! Um awkward. I wanted to tell him he's the sorta person who should own and actively wear a "Mustache Rides" tshirt, but I held back. Finally after 2 1/2 hours with him I left to go back to sitting in front of Shane's door. We got my car started and I got to the bar, where my mom tells me...
My dog died. I've had my dog, Spot, since I was about 6, so he was pretty old. I had talked to Shane on Friday about how I think he should be put to sleep. I guess he died on Saturday. I feel pretty lousy about it.