What was it anyway
Yesterday was the world famous Krockathon. Parts of that were really fun. I woke up early because we had to be at Rob's at nine. We didn't leave until like ten thirty so I could have slept but whatever. Then we got there and tailgated (sp?) for several more hours. Eventually we went in. The highlights were Jeff kicking puke on my leg, Rob's mom making out with some Mike guy, crowd surfers. I didn't particulary care for any of the band and only went to "party." And party I did. I enjoyed Fuel, but I think my level of enjoyment was based on how much fun I was having in the crowd at the time. Afterwards we went to Justin's for a bit while waiting for Rob's mom. Rob sat on me. Then we went home. And that was that. Today Dave and I went to Everson Art Museum. It was much bigger and better than I figured. After we finished looking at the art we watched skateboarders and devised stories about them. Then we went to Dusty's house and sat in his "grade A" basement. We didn't do much but it wasn't boring, although some people insist that it was. Then I went home and was bored.