Where Did Everyone Go?
Okay I don't even know why I have this any more. Everyone moved over to myspace. Even I have an account, that I never write in. The set up is more fun, but that's about it. I'll probably write the same damn thing I wrote here over there.
So this past week has been weird, like whoa. People are so intriguing sometimes. I mean why do you always have to be such a drama queen. You can't spend two minutes out of the spotlight or what? Geez, get a life or some Zoloft.
This weekend I met up with Rachel. Total coincidence that we were in the same part of Texas. I was up there because I had to drive my grandparents back to Edinburg. She was up there visiting her sister. We found out that we would be 15 minutes apart on Thursday. So we met up Saturday morning. The mark of a true friend is that you can spend months apart and then hang out like no time has separated you.
We took her fiance, who is from the North, to get some brisket and float on the Guadalupe with some beer, both we new experiences to him. It felt so good to lay in the water, a bit intoxicated. That is until you get stuck on some rocks and some old man calls you a drunk.
My weekend was great but now it's back to work. Blah I can't wait till the weekend.
So this past week has been weird, like whoa. People are so intriguing sometimes. I mean why do you always have to be such a drama queen. You can't spend two minutes out of the spotlight or what? Geez, get a life or some Zoloft.
This weekend I met up with Rachel. Total coincidence that we were in the same part of Texas. I was up there because I had to drive my grandparents back to Edinburg. She was up there visiting her sister. We found out that we would be 15 minutes apart on Thursday. So we met up Saturday morning. The mark of a true friend is that you can spend months apart and then hang out like no time has separated you.
We took her fiance, who is from the North, to get some brisket and float on the Guadalupe with some beer, both we new experiences to him. It felt so good to lay in the water, a bit intoxicated. That is until you get stuck on some rocks and some old man calls you a drunk.
My weekend was great but now it's back to work. Blah I can't wait till the weekend.