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that was a nice kick back. not crowded enough to be party material, but for sure past the get together level. the whole evening (scratch that, early morning) was very calm, no drama. just a lot of very loud metal and spice girls. i swear to god i sat in a bed for hour trying to figure out what song that one song was. i cant even remember which it was now, but it was a decent riff for the epitamy of british bubble pop.
before, i was just melting in my sauna of a room until like 7, when i got justin (j-bah to others), dave bowers, and roof. crusied up to rachels and met up with her, stefi, john-o, and jenna. eventually, colin, kevin, and eric came, and then some funny crazy fucking ralston punkers, later ben, diaz, and d.d., and (holy shit i just remembered, its "stop" by the spice girls) and uh uh oh yea those insane crazy guys mike, tony, and bobby from sabastabal i think. so i was just hangin out smoking cigs and pipe tobacco, baking cookies with jpimp (oh yea), and being entertained by this carlmont kid matshiev or something completely baked and dancing in a tu-tu alone in a dark room to loud rap. so i arranged a ride for justin and hit my heins'. i dont know for how long or in how many different places, but i just napped. may sound a bit lame, but i just got tanked. so i was everywhere, but sobered up by like 1. then jenna and i drove the ralston kids to redwood shores and came back to take a nice 'nother nap till 430 when i took bowers and ben home. then came back, you guessed it, some quality sleeping time. around 10am cleaned the house up a bit and then came home for a nice shower. know whats the best? chow mein and orange chicken. know whats even better? when mom foots the bill.
before, i was just melting in my sauna of a room until like 7, when i got justin (j-bah to others), dave bowers, and roof. crusied up to rachels and met up with her, stefi, john-o, and jenna. eventually, colin, kevin, and eric came, and then some funny crazy fucking ralston punkers, later ben, diaz, and d.d., and (holy shit i just remembered, its "stop" by the spice girls) and uh uh oh yea those insane crazy guys mike, tony, and bobby from sabastabal i think. so i was just hangin out smoking cigs and pipe tobacco, baking cookies with jpimp (oh yea), and being entertained by this carlmont kid matshiev or something completely baked and dancing in a tu-tu alone in a dark room to loud rap. so i arranged a ride for justin and hit my heins'. i dont know for how long or in how many different places, but i just napped. may sound a bit lame, but i just got tanked. so i was everywhere, but sobered up by like 1. then jenna and i drove the ralston kids to redwood shores and came back to take a nice 'nother nap till 430 when i took bowers and ben home. then came back, you guessed it, some quality sleeping time. around 10am cleaned the house up a bit and then came home for a nice shower. know whats the best? chow mein and orange chicken. know whats even better? when mom foots the bill.