Roll Call!
I write this in haste, the power may die in any minute. I just hope that when this ice age ends, there may be some record of my life left!
So snow is the theme here, and our moral? IT ROCKS.
It can also suck, but there are some things you just have to accept.
My weekend started off with a plan such as this:
Wake up early, go to Brentwood, Brentwood takes me, George, and a load of Mack house girls to science world, We poke dead bodies, go out for dinner with my aunt,and come home same day.
However, it turned into this:
Wake up early, go to Brentwood, Brentwood takes me, George, and a load of Mack house girls to science world, We poke dead bodies, IT SNOWS, I cancel with my aunt because she is nervous about the roads, The Mack posse (Giordana, Marilyn, Keira, Nat, Raven, Clarissa) hit Robson, Raven and German split off from the main group, we spend one hundred dollars on dinner, including a couple martini's, thanks to a Saudi license, we then realize how bad the snow is, wait an hour before our bus shows up, get to Marilyn's pad, drink the night away, 2 am snowball fight, wake up, watch office space for the third time, get trapped in Tsawwassen, make eggs benedict, build a life like snow replica of Jay Leno, another snowball fight, make dinner, catch seven ferry at eight, attempt to catch popcorn in mouth while reading the articles in playboy, take two hours to get over the Malahat in Brentwood bus, and finally arrive home, oh, and then I found five dollars.
All in all,it was one of the best weekends ever recorded in the history of fucking awesome.
And of course no weekend is without its inside jokes, but I will spare you those, as only one of you will get them.
That's all for today, I wish you all the best in this hellish snow blizzard.
So snow is the theme here, and our moral? IT ROCKS.
It can also suck, but there are some things you just have to accept.
My weekend started off with a plan such as this:
Wake up early, go to Brentwood, Brentwood takes me, George, and a load of Mack house girls to science world, We poke dead bodies, go out for dinner with my aunt,and come home same day.
However, it turned into this:
Wake up early, go to Brentwood, Brentwood takes me, George, and a load of Mack house girls to science world, We poke dead bodies, IT SNOWS, I cancel with my aunt because she is nervous about the roads, The Mack posse (Giordana, Marilyn, Keira, Nat, Raven, Clarissa) hit Robson, Raven and German split off from the main group, we spend one hundred dollars on dinner, including a couple martini's, thanks to a Saudi license, we then realize how bad the snow is, wait an hour before our bus shows up, get to Marilyn's pad, drink the night away, 2 am snowball fight, wake up, watch office space for the third time, get trapped in Tsawwassen, make eggs benedict, build a life like snow replica of Jay Leno, another snowball fight, make dinner, catch seven ferry at eight, attempt to catch popcorn in mouth while reading the articles in playboy, take two hours to get over the Malahat in Brentwood bus, and finally arrive home, oh, and then I found five dollars.
All in all,it was one of the best weekends ever recorded in the history of fucking awesome.
And of course no weekend is without its inside jokes, but I will spare you those, as only one of you will get them.
That's all for today, I wish you all the best in this hellish snow blizzard.