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the eugene celebration KICKED ASS. it baffles me as to why so many people i know didn't go this year. it's a fricking party:
nicolius and i woke up early to be in the parade with the rickies. the theme was "snakes in a parade". i ran around in a snake costume, every now and then attacking nicole who was just plain covered in rubber snakes. we jogged pretty much the whole way yelling "snakes in a parade! AAAUGHH". i hoped i was difficult to recognize since i looked and was acting like a complete retard, but i heard my name yelled quite a few times as i was galloping by. nicole and i also discovered the secret to the rickies' enthuziasm every year: they get schnockered beforehand.
in the evening, nicole and i got our hands on a bit of booze and got tipsy while walking to the celebration with glenn and chrispy. we proceeded to wander around, eat food, dance, and help the crew team carry a boat into the big carpet store on broadway (nostalgia ensued). after that we found our way over to the library stage where there was this crazy, woowoo psychadelic band playing, complete with scantily clad girls dancing with swords and giant silver wings. it was mostly in spanish but every now and then they threw in "celestial moonbeams of passion" and shit like that. we caught a whiff of weed at one point and followed it to a little circle of sketchy people. we asked if they had a lighter so chris could light a cigarette, but they didn't so i volunteered to light it on the end of the jay they were smoking. a while later we walked back to south so chris could go home. james gibson showed up to give glenn, nicole and i a ride to dough co since it's on the way(ish) to the celebration and he was doing delivery. we walked to the wow hall from there to see lafa taylor and saw a whole bunch of random people we knew when we got there. we danced with some random boys named nick and... artie? who were blatantly smoking weed on the dance floor and were kind enough to give us a hit or two. when everything was over, nicole came over and we had SUCH a good sleep. i adore eugene.
nicolius and i woke up early to be in the parade with the rickies. the theme was "snakes in a parade". i ran around in a snake costume, every now and then attacking nicole who was just plain covered in rubber snakes. we jogged pretty much the whole way yelling "snakes in a parade! AAAUGHH". i hoped i was difficult to recognize since i looked and was acting like a complete retard, but i heard my name yelled quite a few times as i was galloping by. nicole and i also discovered the secret to the rickies' enthuziasm every year: they get schnockered beforehand.
in the evening, nicole and i got our hands on a bit of booze and got tipsy while walking to the celebration with glenn and chrispy. we proceeded to wander around, eat food, dance, and help the crew team carry a boat into the big carpet store on broadway (nostalgia ensued). after that we found our way over to the library stage where there was this crazy, woowoo psychadelic band playing, complete with scantily clad girls dancing with swords and giant silver wings. it was mostly in spanish but every now and then they threw in "celestial moonbeams of passion" and shit like that. we caught a whiff of weed at one point and followed it to a little circle of sketchy people. we asked if they had a lighter so chris could light a cigarette, but they didn't so i volunteered to light it on the end of the jay they were smoking. a while later we walked back to south so chris could go home. james gibson showed up to give glenn, nicole and i a ride to dough co since it's on the way(ish) to the celebration and he was doing delivery. we walked to the wow hall from there to see lafa taylor and saw a whole bunch of random people we knew when we got there. we danced with some random boys named nick and... artie? who were blatantly smoking weed on the dance floor and were kind enough to give us a hit or two. when everything was over, nicole came over and we had SUCH a good sleep. i adore eugene.