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Whenever I listen to this song I think of Tyler Clancy of two summers ago. After the D&D age, but before the booty hugger jeans and sleeveless t-shirts.
Thursday:
Prom was amazing.
Heather was gorgeous and many pictures were taken which will be posted as soon as I develop my cheap disposable camera. The food was scrumptulecent (co. dan payton), Heather and I sat with Nate, his date/girlfriend Briana (there may be two 'n's in the name but I don't give a shit because she is taller than him), Brian Crowell and Ensko, Berg and Mo, and Miller and P. Kelley.
Then we danced, and talked about how we couldn't wait to leave.
After, our wishes were granted upon stepping into my dad's Pilot and getting out of there. We went to Stone's residence where many were due for a merry time. At this BR prom party, the drinking and the merriment commenced and I enjoyed myself greatly.
I ended up going to sleep next to Nora and Vincent at 6:00am yet Vinnie ended up leaving soon after (with my tux coat). Justin Creedan pulled me awake at 6:45 to move cars outside, and at 8am I left. Running on 45 minutes of sleep I went home and took a nap before returning my tux. <-- there's another story to that so let me know if you are interested.
Friday Afternoon/Evening:
I'm not going to lie or bullshit through my weekend. The days blend together and you are going to get a Friday/Saturday/Sunday/Monday stew. It's delicious.
Sometime during this I drove into a telephone pole on my way home from Matt LeBrun's and got wood from the pole lodged into my front right tire so forcefully that the tire repair extraordinare claimed that he had never seen anything like it before, and that wood shot out at him when he took the tire off the rim (<--chrome).
Also I started watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas with Cristina and Tony, but, inevitably, I fell asleep.
Dan Payton played a major role in my weekend, graduating and all. We went out to eat with his family after the fact, and it took 2.5 hours to finish the ordeal. His family is... I can't think of an appropriate adjective.
This is already too long and I have gone from complacent to tired. Happy yesterday Birthday Cristina.
Thursday:
Prom was amazing.
Heather was gorgeous and many pictures were taken which will be posted as soon as I develop my cheap disposable camera. The food was scrumptulecent (co. dan payton), Heather and I sat with Nate, his date/girlfriend Briana (there may be two 'n's in the name but I don't give a shit because she is taller than him), Brian Crowell and Ensko, Berg and Mo, and Miller and P. Kelley.
Then we danced, and talked about how we couldn't wait to leave.
After, our wishes were granted upon stepping into my dad's Pilot and getting out of there. We went to Stone's residence where many were due for a merry time. At this BR prom party, the drinking and the merriment commenced and I enjoyed myself greatly.
I ended up going to sleep next to Nora and Vincent at 6:00am yet Vinnie ended up leaving soon after (with my tux coat). Justin Creedan pulled me awake at 6:45 to move cars outside, and at 8am I left. Running on 45 minutes of sleep I went home and took a nap before returning my tux. <-- there's another story to that so let me know if you are interested.
Friday Afternoon/Evening:
I'm not going to lie or bullshit through my weekend. The days blend together and you are going to get a Friday/Saturday/Sunday/Monday stew. It's delicious.
Sometime during this I drove into a telephone pole on my way home from Matt LeBrun's and got wood from the pole lodged into my front right tire so forcefully that the tire repair extraordinare claimed that he had never seen anything like it before, and that wood shot out at him when he took the tire off the rim (<--chrome).
Also I started watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas with Cristina and Tony, but, inevitably, I fell asleep.
Dan Payton played a major role in my weekend, graduating and all. We went out to eat with his family after the fact, and it took 2.5 hours to finish the ordeal. His family is... I can't think of an appropriate adjective.
This is already too long and I have gone from complacent to tired. Happy yesterday Birthday Cristina.