party
Geeze. I still don't have the internet. Alright. So I have this house with my good buddies, and boyfriend- and we decided to have a party two weeks ago. Um, we went all out, or so I hear... We got 3 pony kegs, two different kinds of beer, and it was sweet because the setup with these kegs had a pressurized tank to hook them up to a cooler, wich had two taps on them, therefore, there was no punping involved. So as soon as that began, I started drinking. So I was drunk before a lot of people even started coming to my house. I kept drinking, kept meeting people, people were offering me to smoke every 10 mins, and I don't remember a lot. I don't remember my friend Caleb ripping off his shirt and meditating between a group of white kids and locals, I don't remember caleb kicking out the wierd gay, smelly, hippy kids out of the basement, and I SURE don't remember there being over 100 people at my house that night. All I remember was that the beer was good, and at one point I just had enough. It hit me like a ton of bricks, and I HAD to go to bed right then. So I did, and woke up and planned on kyaking in the morning, but psh...no, I ate a giant veggie barrito instead.
Ok, my bike sucks, and in the past two weeks I've almost gotten hit by at least 3 cars.
Dan and I found an ity bity kitten last night near the farmers market, and she or he, is the size of a large hampster, for real. The wierd part is...this baby acts like a normal cat. She likes to be pet like a normal grown up cat, and HAS to sleep with us, but we can't let her because shes so freeking tiny that we'd probably roll over her in the middle of the night. So first we tried putting her in a big box- she screamed, freaked out, and climbed out to the bed. so we put her in a taller box. Same deal, meow screech, climbs out. So then we put the first box on the second box, kind of creating a cage, same thing. So then i thought, well my hamper is like 3 ft tall, that would have to work...right? NO. She's monkey-like. This itsy bitsy mountain lion climbed right up with no problems. Finally we solved this with tieing a sarrang over the top so she couldn't get out. Which totally worked, but she was screaming for mommy and daddy for like 15 mins before she realized that we weren't going to take her out. Dude, if I can't handle a kitten, how will I ever handle kids...another argument I have for never having children.
GOOP. Well I gotta get home to see the baby, and have dinner with Dan the man. We think he ruptured his eardrum this weekend, so I want to try to take care of him----------blub.
Ok, my bike sucks, and in the past two weeks I've almost gotten hit by at least 3 cars.
Dan and I found an ity bity kitten last night near the farmers market, and she or he, is the size of a large hampster, for real. The wierd part is...this baby acts like a normal cat. She likes to be pet like a normal grown up cat, and HAS to sleep with us, but we can't let her because shes so freeking tiny that we'd probably roll over her in the middle of the night. So first we tried putting her in a big box- she screamed, freaked out, and climbed out to the bed. so we put her in a taller box. Same deal, meow screech, climbs out. So then we put the first box on the second box, kind of creating a cage, same thing. So then i thought, well my hamper is like 3 ft tall, that would have to work...right? NO. She's monkey-like. This itsy bitsy mountain lion climbed right up with no problems. Finally we solved this with tieing a sarrang over the top so she couldn't get out. Which totally worked, but she was screaming for mommy and daddy for like 15 mins before she realized that we weren't going to take her out. Dude, if I can't handle a kitten, how will I ever handle kids...another argument I have for never having children.
GOOP. Well I gotta get home to see the baby, and have dinner with Dan the man. We think he ruptured his eardrum this weekend, so I want to try to take care of him----------blub.