oh jeeze
welpp.... first night and we already fucked it up.
since last update i believe... ive found my phone charger, jake has located my bottle... i got a new hoodie? um... kinda been replacin shit as i go.
i spent the weekend in maine drinking with family members, eating way too much food, and celebrating the life of my late grandfater, robert hindly sibley.
we all had a good time
on the way back we stopped at ryans friend mark's place. hes got a really cool appt. and some really cool shot despenser. they taught me how to play holdem and i taught them how to drink a 6 of labatts before they could finish two bud lights. im sure they already knew though.
working at cvs is mad gay. i hate that job. its so gay. smiling and being polite and anoying customers that need their stupid discounts and coupons and extra bucks. extra gay.
got back from work and everyone was already here playin mushroom kings er somethin and beers and handles of vodka and poker. then jake and danny showed up, which were pluses.
and then golas broke the bowls. stupid ass. but he helped clean up this morning which was nice. i finished up the rest. so it looks normal and such... butt... the bowls. how does this sound?
1. talk to parents in maine in the evening... tell them all is well
2. pretend to rebreak bowl
3. call mom back about a half hour later
4. explain to her how me, julia, maybe boyle and laura, were playing a friendly game of poker and one of us got up to use the bathroom "that table is way too close to that thing anyway!! julia almost knocked it over too!!" but anyway... i can try to hot glue it back together, or tell me where you got them and i'll replace them.
unless i see if they sell them at tjmaxx, where she gets most of that shit anyway.
in the mean time i think my brothers and i are goin to starve to death. if anyone has food theyd like to donate, it will be greatly appreciated. i think we spent all the money. 30 on gas and tolls. 20 on my new hoodie (which i will put back) another ten or so for ryans food. and then the rest is gone to booze i guess. shit.
since last update i believe... ive found my phone charger, jake has located my bottle... i got a new hoodie? um... kinda been replacin shit as i go.
i spent the weekend in maine drinking with family members, eating way too much food, and celebrating the life of my late grandfater, robert hindly sibley.
we all had a good time
on the way back we stopped at ryans friend mark's place. hes got a really cool appt. and some really cool shot despenser. they taught me how to play holdem and i taught them how to drink a 6 of labatts before they could finish two bud lights. im sure they already knew though.
working at cvs is mad gay. i hate that job. its so gay. smiling and being polite and anoying customers that need their stupid discounts and coupons and extra bucks. extra gay.
got back from work and everyone was already here playin mushroom kings er somethin and beers and handles of vodka and poker. then jake and danny showed up, which were pluses.
and then golas broke the bowls. stupid ass. but he helped clean up this morning which was nice. i finished up the rest. so it looks normal and such... butt... the bowls. how does this sound?
1. talk to parents in maine in the evening... tell them all is well
2. pretend to rebreak bowl
3. call mom back about a half hour later
4. explain to her how me, julia, maybe boyle and laura, were playing a friendly game of poker and one of us got up to use the bathroom "that table is way too close to that thing anyway!! julia almost knocked it over too!!" but anyway... i can try to hot glue it back together, or tell me where you got them and i'll replace them.
unless i see if they sell them at tjmaxx, where she gets most of that shit anyway.
in the mean time i think my brothers and i are goin to starve to death. if anyone has food theyd like to donate, it will be greatly appreciated. i think we spent all the money. 30 on gas and tolls. 20 on my new hoodie (which i will put back) another ten or so for ryans food. and then the rest is gone to booze i guess. shit.