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Last night was Indian food at that Oak house. It was an interesting combination of food, and Anuja had her mother take it down on the spices, so it wasn't all that bad. Mike almost died of the heat nevertheless.
Afterwards we played the most hilarious game of elimination frisbee ever. It was Mike, Prsad, Sara, Kristin, Jess and me against Frank, Geoff, Adam, Jess's friend, Anuja and Luigi. We ended up loosing in a pretty dramatic manner, but it was quite hilarious. We played a little ultimate and got our asses kicked again, there was mooning, and it all ended with the practical joke Frank played on Jess's friend by moving her car down the road. Oh, and very important to note- earlier on we stole Adam's car and took it for a high speed run around the block, almost taking out a few old people. Mike and I dropped off Geoff without stopping, and then we pulled into Adam's driveway and harrassed him and Sara. It was a tip top night, something I was very much in need of.
Today is kinda stressy. I have lawns to do but I feel tired, I still have to get next week off from work which might not be as easy as I had first thought, it being a holiday week and all. So my game plan is to get dressed, drive my dad to work so I can have the car, go to Silas Bronson and get my summer reading for next week, drop by Labonnes and talk to Scott about the time off, do some lawns, vaccum my pool, and hopefully start packing.
In all fairness, I haven't exactly been putting off asking for the vacation time. I mean, Geoff told me about it a few months back, but then he told me that if he failed Biology he'd have to take summer school, which conflicts directly with the vacation. So when he failed both Biology and History, I assumed the trip was off. So this past Sunday he comes over for my camfire thing, and he starts asking me about what I want to eat while we're in Maine. Hm. So I really should've talked to Scott on Monday when I had the chance, and I'm pissed at myself for not, but I like putting akward things off.
Alright, I'm going to go start this shit parade.
Afterwards we played the most hilarious game of elimination frisbee ever. It was Mike, Prsad, Sara, Kristin, Jess and me against Frank, Geoff, Adam, Jess's friend, Anuja and Luigi. We ended up loosing in a pretty dramatic manner, but it was quite hilarious. We played a little ultimate and got our asses kicked again, there was mooning, and it all ended with the practical joke Frank played on Jess's friend by moving her car down the road. Oh, and very important to note- earlier on we stole Adam's car and took it for a high speed run around the block, almost taking out a few old people. Mike and I dropped off Geoff without stopping, and then we pulled into Adam's driveway and harrassed him and Sara. It was a tip top night, something I was very much in need of.
Today is kinda stressy. I have lawns to do but I feel tired, I still have to get next week off from work which might not be as easy as I had first thought, it being a holiday week and all. So my game plan is to get dressed, drive my dad to work so I can have the car, go to Silas Bronson and get my summer reading for next week, drop by Labonnes and talk to Scott about the time off, do some lawns, vaccum my pool, and hopefully start packing.
In all fairness, I haven't exactly been putting off asking for the vacation time. I mean, Geoff told me about it a few months back, but then he told me that if he failed Biology he'd have to take summer school, which conflicts directly with the vacation. So when he failed both Biology and History, I assumed the trip was off. So this past Sunday he comes over for my camfire thing, and he starts asking me about what I want to eat while we're in Maine. Hm. So I really should've talked to Scott on Monday when I had the chance, and I'm pissed at myself for not, but I like putting akward things off.
Alright, I'm going to go start this shit parade.