so you know, i had a fantastic weekend. on friday i went with buzzell and kramer to see White Noise. Holy shit, don't see it. it sucked so much. it took forever to get into and then when it gets good (im going to spoil it for you) the guy dies. worst ending ever. horrinle movie. plus side - it was scary. like everytime people in the threatre (including i) would scream, we'd laugh right after. then who the fuck do i see there? sir Mike Morse. which was not supposed to happen cause he was supposed to go to west. oh well. not like we sat by each other. after that i went to buzzell's where kramer and i spent the night.they watched me the sims2 for the first time. that shits hard. then we were watching ND and callie and i dozed off. then at friggin 6am chelsea's alarm goes off blasting the walls are shakin and i just layed there, put my head in a pillow and covered my ears. callie thought i was dead. never again shall i ever wake up to lenny kravitz. then we just burned cd's for the rest of the day. then callie left and chelsea came home with me. we ate and then my sister and her bf took us to a flint generals game where we met up with our parents. chelsea loves driving with b-rad. how can you not? we flippin rocks. then we watched anchorman when we got home and i took a shower and i made my bed on the floor - speaking of which, i used couch cousions - and then we put in american wedding but i was out. she watched it. then we woke up and yaddah yaddah yaddah. i had a great weekend. i hope to have one like this next weekend.
you know what, cake is a great fucking band!