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oh my God since i have last written so much more shit has gone down. i haven't been doing any drugs, not anymore, i'm working on "quitting smoking" and it isn't working. so... one night Mike and I decided that he would sneak out to come see me, and get drunk with me, i drank but didn't get drunk, as did mike. not so long in to the night we decide to call casey and see if he wanted to sneak out as well. sure enough he did. Before we left, my mother fixed mike a great big glass half vodka, half tang, and told him he'd better drink it before we left, so we did and so we went to pick Casey up. my mother was there and was extremely drunk, and hitting on mike, this didn't make me very happy with her to say the least, but i know that mike would NEVER fuck my mother. Mike was about to pass out when i told him i didn't want him to, and so we wanted to got to westy to get some shit or something. we drove there just fine, mike said he didn't feel drunk at all, then we decided to go ovr to longneak's house for some more booze, and did so. i drank a glass of everclear and some hawaiian punk, with bits of fruit that had been soaked in alcohol. i drank half of the tall glass, and ate a bunch of the fruit, but never got the slightest buzz from it, prehaps i should have been driving. so, we decide to head home and get some sleep, but before we went home we dicided to stop by some of the local dope houses to see if we could score some shit. unfortunately, none of the lights were on, and we concluded that they were getting some much needed sleep. so we headed back to longmont. on our way there, we drove through the two blocks in Westy that is called Federal Heights. Mike was going 40 in a 25, and sure enough we saw lights. Longneak had given us a broken bubbler to repair for him, and i was holding a glass of "jungle juice" (everclear and punch). oh shit oh shit, was all i could think or say. i handed the glass to casey, and he did something with it, i don't know what. we also had an open bottle of vodka with us. the cops were total dicks, they smelled the alcohol, and took us in. mike, casey and i were all arrested that night. the police station smelled like vomit, and the cell they stuck me in was cold and depressing. they gave mike all sorts of sobriety tests, and at the end, they were all, "this guy's not fucked up" and they they gave hima breathalizer, and he blew a .44, half of his blood was alcohol and he passed the tests with flying colors. the cops were all confused, while casey blew a .08, wich is the legal limit, he seemed WAY more fucked up according the them. they gave me a ticket for age restriction, gave him a ticket for age restriction, for cigarettes and alcohol, and speeding ticket, nothing, however, about a DUI. wich is rathwer strange, because he blew so high, but he passe dall of the tests so according to the cop, he coulden't technically give hima DUI, because he had passed all of the tests and technically wasn't intoxicated, though half of his blood was alcohol. this sure was lucky for us. Casey mad a BIG mistake and called him mother, she illegally picked mike up from the police station, because Federal Heights was "undwerstaffed".