I CAN'T HAVE MY BABY IN A JAIL CELL!!!!
So yeah. I just got home. I WAS OUTSIDE! *gasp*. Yeah I walked the trail a bit. About 2 miles. Then Brett texted me to hang out. So I showered my nasty ass and picked him up cuz he was in the area. We went to the mall and went to the pet store so he could buy a snake. But the Trekkie lookin' kid said that the snakes in the back were "too vicious"*flicks wrist* So yeah...we ended up scoring fast food at McDonalds and then saw Final Destination 2 at the cheapie movie theater. Can't beat that. I'm pretty sure I saw Jess, Zakk, and crew as I was getting up from my seat. Can it be? I'm thinkin' so. Then I had to stop for ciggs for Brett since I smoked his last one heh. I quit last week riiiiight. So yeah he hops in the car yammering about some lady almost getting hit blah blah as he was walking out and saying dude its like the movie...ha. So now I'm home and I have Mt. Dew. Ahhh. I'm happy. I think Razz deserves a phone call I luv that guy. And yeah tomorrow I'm probably going to go to Brett's to watch 8 mile. Oh yea. I swore to myself I'd never watch it. Fuckchopsticks.
Tourettes. Goodnight.
Tourettes. Goodnight.