one from the vault: tales of a weekend, inolvidable
for some of you, ya may be asking waht the last word in my title means, and its unforgetable. however thats not the point. the point is to read about how kyle and i stayed up watching trinity (as in god) broadcasting network (as in a network that broadcasts), as in a channel that shows hours upon hours of hippie colored cheesy jesus shows, including the wonderful "mcgee and me" and lets not forget "doolie and friends". anyways, ur prolly wondering how it got to that, and the only thing i can say, i have no fucking idea, and if i did, it would detract from human knowledge to say so. either way, jonnys parents came down at 830 to watch me and kyle laughing hysterically to pretty colors and little kids talking about jesus and love and acceptance, and because ur all thinking so, no drugs were involved, but soda, cookie dough ice cream, and a whole lot of the ADD in me working miracles. either way, worth the insanity. we followed that up with trying to find people to hang out with, which didnt work. ten minutes later, we had 3 offers to hang out. as is typical, i chose shopping. which is was fun, cuz nothing says fun like drooling over jonny depp pictures and eating at a mcdonalds in the mall (ie hells doorstep). however i had fun, and holly has now created a tradition of never saying good-bye, which i find very funny. irrelevant as such, i played pool and poker with taylor and david and scott and ben and kyle and jonny later, which was very awesome because unless i can go shopping, there is no activity more manly than poker. after that, i got to watch hilary swank beat the living shit out of other women, one of my other favorite activities. oh well, sis is cool and fun was had by all, so nothing to bitch about here. a weekend that was lots of fun, ended by sleeping and food. god im so complex
sean
sean