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we're back. remind me to yell at ashley and dan for not updating. ikaika too, just because i like to yell at him.
i pulled up at willa's around seven forty-five. for some reason, i just had a feeling that she would be ready and waiting, and sure enough, as soon as i pulled in she came out the door. she threw her stuff in the trunk and got in the front seat, leaving the back for erik and we headed for erik's place.
somehow, i knew erik would be the one who would take longer to come out. we waited about ten minutes in the driveway before i just went inside. he looked half-asleep and sat, tying his shoes, muttering something about his alarm not going off. i grabbed his stuff and took it to the trunk and he jumped in the backseat, sleeping for the first hour and a half of our trip.
we finally woke him up when willa started playing the radio and rapping, or at least that's what i think she was doing, to one of 50 cent's songs. i think it took him a few minutes to realize where he was before he began to "show her how it was done" and tried to flow. they 'battled' for the remainder of the song and i'll be p. diddy and call no winner, because they both suck.
we stopped a couple times to eat and get out of the car for a while. tuesday was much like monday, when it comes to events. wednesday, we arrived where tara is filming some scenes from "the crow" at about noon. she let us raid her trailer and clean ourselves up a little, while she was working. i'll let willa or erik go into that, i think erik stole some of tara's panties when willa wasn't looking.
when she came back, willa and tara talked for a while. she met erik and erik picked up his jaw and took off with willa somewhere, to get some lunch and look around, i think. i stayed in with tara and talked a while. she looked surprisingly alert considering all the work she's been doing lately. she told me about going to the teen choice awards and gave me a tour of the trailer that i'd already seen every inch of. when willa and erik returned, we all ate lunch and hung out until she had to get back to work.
on the way back home, we messed around. willa had brought a camera and took some pictures of the three of us. she took some pictures while we were with tara too. i think she's going to sell them on ebay to make money for us, but who would buy them? by last night, we were all tired and somewhat irritated still be in the car and glad to be going back home. despite erik getting the backseat, he bitched about being too hot or too cold back there. i should have made him ride in the trunk and let our stuff have the backseat.
we got in about two hours ago. i dropped erik off at his place, making him clean up the candy bar wrappers and the stuff he littered the backseat with during our nearly five days together, before he took off inside. i dropped willa off at eminem's place, and came home, and here i sit.
now comes the end of the longest entry i'll ever write.
i pulled up at willa's around seven forty-five. for some reason, i just had a feeling that she would be ready and waiting, and sure enough, as soon as i pulled in she came out the door. she threw her stuff in the trunk and got in the front seat, leaving the back for erik and we headed for erik's place.
somehow, i knew erik would be the one who would take longer to come out. we waited about ten minutes in the driveway before i just went inside. he looked half-asleep and sat, tying his shoes, muttering something about his alarm not going off. i grabbed his stuff and took it to the trunk and he jumped in the backseat, sleeping for the first hour and a half of our trip.
we finally woke him up when willa started playing the radio and rapping, or at least that's what i think she was doing, to one of 50 cent's songs. i think it took him a few minutes to realize where he was before he began to "show her how it was done" and tried to flow. they 'battled' for the remainder of the song and i'll be p. diddy and call no winner, because they both suck.
we stopped a couple times to eat and get out of the car for a while. tuesday was much like monday, when it comes to events. wednesday, we arrived where tara is filming some scenes from "the crow" at about noon. she let us raid her trailer and clean ourselves up a little, while she was working. i'll let willa or erik go into that, i think erik stole some of tara's panties when willa wasn't looking.
when she came back, willa and tara talked for a while. she met erik and erik picked up his jaw and took off with willa somewhere, to get some lunch and look around, i think. i stayed in with tara and talked a while. she looked surprisingly alert considering all the work she's been doing lately. she told me about going to the teen choice awards and gave me a tour of the trailer that i'd already seen every inch of. when willa and erik returned, we all ate lunch and hung out until she had to get back to work.
on the way back home, we messed around. willa had brought a camera and took some pictures of the three of us. she took some pictures while we were with tara too. i think she's going to sell them on ebay to make money for us, but who would buy them? by last night, we were all tired and somewhat irritated still be in the car and glad to be going back home. despite erik getting the backseat, he bitched about being too hot or too cold back there. i should have made him ride in the trunk and let our stuff have the backseat.
we got in about two hours ago. i dropped erik off at his place, making him clean up the candy bar wrappers and the stuff he littered the backseat with during our nearly five days together, before he took off inside. i dropped willa off at eminem's place, and came home, and here i sit.
now comes the end of the longest entry i'll ever write.