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so new years eve started with...
6:30pm
kim: "what are you doing tonight"
me: "i dunno, i dont wanna go to those parties anymore, we should just go to san francisco now"
kim: "ok"
i got to encintas around 8. we got food at the store and got on the road about 8:30.
we watched the will ferrell SNL dvds. midnight hits and we pop in mother fuckin ghostbusters.
then with about 100 miles left, theres flashing lights behind me, i got pulled over. for swerving across the white line. i was freakin looking for the god damn exit cause it was kinda foggy/misty out. the cop steps me out of the car, gives me all these sobriety tests, then this other cop comes up
cop:"open your mouth and say ahh"
me:"ahhh"
cop:"whens the last time you smoked marjuana?"
me:"uhhhh 5 years ago...."
cop:"try that again sir"
me:"what?"
cop:"try that again sir"
me:"TRY WHAT AGAIN?!?"
cop:"your answer..."
me:"5-YEARS-AGO"
cop:"what have you been eating tonight?
me:"fritos..."
cop:"what kind of fritos"
me:"uhhhhhh chili cheese"
after a good 10 minutes they let me go. it was rather funny.
so we started driving again, saw some gnarly crashes on the 580
we got to dons around 2:30. we made it up in 6 hours. good time.
automaticly, the first thing on my mind is "lets TP brad."
we drove around looking for an open store, but its new years eve, no wheres open. so we stole a light up deer from some house down the street and put it on his porch, and kim threw all this packaging snow all over, i left a starting point demo in the deer. then we drove around the rich area looking at all the houses and randomly ran into andrew dimaggio, totally drunk, rolling a blunt. everyone hung out... in the rain... at 4 am... on some random culdesac. we went back to dons and slept.
woke up with brad ontop of me humping my back. and a voice mail saying "this means war" from the deer stunt. showered. dons mom made us some kick ass eggrolls, she tried to poison kim with meat. then we drove to berkley, ate at this pizza place that wasnt so hot. then we all went bowling, then everyone went back to allison and kristens and watched tv. and patheticly swarmed the b9 board. thennnn we went to gilman, got my sweet tiger uppercut shirt from zed, missed most of fortunate son, but they play all the time anyway. 7 generations... not my jam. shook ones and go it alone were awesome though. after the show everyone was gonna go eat. but at 1am, apparently theres no where to freakin eat. so no dinner for me.
slept. woke up, got food in oakland around 3, then hit the road again to come home at like 5. watched garden state, shaun of the dead, butterfly effect, the time flew by. now im home. annnd im gonna get some sleep, annnnd mental, rnr, righteous jams, our turn and lights out is tomorrow... well today technically.
im tellin ya, we have the best adventures
6:30pm
kim: "what are you doing tonight"
me: "i dunno, i dont wanna go to those parties anymore, we should just go to san francisco now"
kim: "ok"
i got to encintas around 8. we got food at the store and got on the road about 8:30.
we watched the will ferrell SNL dvds. midnight hits and we pop in mother fuckin ghostbusters.
then with about 100 miles left, theres flashing lights behind me, i got pulled over. for swerving across the white line. i was freakin looking for the god damn exit cause it was kinda foggy/misty out. the cop steps me out of the car, gives me all these sobriety tests, then this other cop comes up
cop:"open your mouth and say ahh"
me:"ahhh"
cop:"whens the last time you smoked marjuana?"
me:"uhhhh 5 years ago...."
cop:"try that again sir"
me:"what?"
cop:"try that again sir"
me:"TRY WHAT AGAIN?!?"
cop:"your answer..."
me:"5-YEARS-AGO"
cop:"what have you been eating tonight?
me:"fritos..."
cop:"what kind of fritos"
me:"uhhhhhh chili cheese"
after a good 10 minutes they let me go. it was rather funny.
so we started driving again, saw some gnarly crashes on the 580
we got to dons around 2:30. we made it up in 6 hours. good time.
automaticly, the first thing on my mind is "lets TP brad."
we drove around looking for an open store, but its new years eve, no wheres open. so we stole a light up deer from some house down the street and put it on his porch, and kim threw all this packaging snow all over, i left a starting point demo in the deer. then we drove around the rich area looking at all the houses and randomly ran into andrew dimaggio, totally drunk, rolling a blunt. everyone hung out... in the rain... at 4 am... on some random culdesac. we went back to dons and slept.
woke up with brad ontop of me humping my back. and a voice mail saying "this means war" from the deer stunt. showered. dons mom made us some kick ass eggrolls, she tried to poison kim with meat. then we drove to berkley, ate at this pizza place that wasnt so hot. then we all went bowling, then everyone went back to allison and kristens and watched tv. and patheticly swarmed the b9 board. thennnn we went to gilman, got my sweet tiger uppercut shirt from zed, missed most of fortunate son, but they play all the time anyway. 7 generations... not my jam. shook ones and go it alone were awesome though. after the show everyone was gonna go eat. but at 1am, apparently theres no where to freakin eat. so no dinner for me.
slept. woke up, got food in oakland around 3, then hit the road again to come home at like 5. watched garden state, shaun of the dead, butterfly effect, the time flew by. now im home. annnd im gonna get some sleep, annnnd mental, rnr, righteous jams, our turn and lights out is tomorrow... well today technically.
im tellin ya, we have the best adventures