They call me coffee because I grind so fine.
Boy, a lot of stuff happened this weekend. No, not really, but stuff did happen.
I was so excited at 2:55 on Friday because that week of school sucked, and I was ready to get out. I wish the school year would finish....now.
So Friday we had nothing to do, I called Danny and we went to this crib. Drank, drank, drank...then went to Iceland to play hockey. I just sat there and watched, but that's all right. Met a new person, Kelly's friend Danielle, she's in The Sound of Music.
I tried to do an arial, but I fell on my side.
Then I was wearing Lucho's glasses, but Fred broke them. On our way back home, Danny and Luche knocked the portapottie over. Good times.
Then on Saturday I worked 9-6, and it was mega dead (or death, whichever tickles your fancy). Then people all came over to my house and got awesome. More people showed up than expected, some didn't show, but none the less it was a fun night. I woke up to find gay porn pamphlets in my room, so that kind of shocked me. I know they're somewhere else, and I have to find them before my mom or dad does. How embarrassing would that be? Whatever, and today was mother's day, I had bought my mom a card and some winegums, but no present. So Kelly and I went to the mall to get her something, I settled with the Catch Me If You Can dvd...she liked it.
I went to swiss chalet for dinner, and it was gross. Maybe it's because I've eaten way too much chalet in my lifetime...Oh well.
I can't find my Sunrise ID card and I'm pissed.
Next weekend I'm going to have a flask for my whiskey, because I haven't dranken (drinkin?, drunken?) whiskey in ages, I've been on a diet of beer.
I can't wait for Lucho's...it's going to be so much fun.
And in the end,
The love you take
Is equal to the love,
You make.
The last lyric, in the last song on the last beatles album. It's a good song, except that shitty band had to take it's name. They should stop being Dillinger and do something new. They obviously have the talent to create a new sound...too many bands are following the same sound of hardcore, BRANCH OUT, experiment. For fuck's sake, do something new.
J-R
I was so excited at 2:55 on Friday because that week of school sucked, and I was ready to get out. I wish the school year would finish....now.
So Friday we had nothing to do, I called Danny and we went to this crib. Drank, drank, drank...then went to Iceland to play hockey. I just sat there and watched, but that's all right. Met a new person, Kelly's friend Danielle, she's in The Sound of Music.
I tried to do an arial, but I fell on my side.
Then I was wearing Lucho's glasses, but Fred broke them. On our way back home, Danny and Luche knocked the portapottie over. Good times.
Then on Saturday I worked 9-6, and it was mega dead (or death, whichever tickles your fancy). Then people all came over to my house and got awesome. More people showed up than expected, some didn't show, but none the less it was a fun night. I woke up to find gay porn pamphlets in my room, so that kind of shocked me. I know they're somewhere else, and I have to find them before my mom or dad does. How embarrassing would that be? Whatever, and today was mother's day, I had bought my mom a card and some winegums, but no present. So Kelly and I went to the mall to get her something, I settled with the Catch Me If You Can dvd...she liked it.
I went to swiss chalet for dinner, and it was gross. Maybe it's because I've eaten way too much chalet in my lifetime...Oh well.
I can't find my Sunrise ID card and I'm pissed.
Next weekend I'm going to have a flask for my whiskey, because I haven't dranken (drinkin?, drunken?) whiskey in ages, I've been on a diet of beer.
I can't wait for Lucho's...it's going to be so much fun.
And in the end,
The love you take
Is equal to the love,
You make.
The last lyric, in the last song on the last beatles album. It's a good song, except that shitty band had to take it's name. They should stop being Dillinger and do something new. They obviously have the talent to create a new sound...too many bands are following the same sound of hardcore, BRANCH OUT, experiment. For fuck's sake, do something new.
J-R