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I was going to write something but I forgot what.
The few people I considered friends when I lived in Claremore might come down when I get my apartment in Norman. This could be really good or really, really bad.
I got back from my roadtrip with my parents recently. And now I remember what I was going to say. We went to the Petrified Forest National Park, a big crater, the Grand Canyon, then finally to Las Vegas after all that nature shit. It was a lot of fun... Las Vegas is really awesome. After such we went to Yosemite National Park and then to San Fransisco.. cold. My parents wanted to use the bus all the time which amounted in huge amounts of stress for me because their flaming tourist characters were in full swing in dead silence on a bus. The bus driver picked up on the fact that we were using old tickets that had expired... haha. What a nightmare. Then we went to Los Angeles finally and everyone just wanted to go home. We met my dad's hick, dykey great aunt and her lover. We ate pizza and they chain smoked. My great aunt had a shotgun above her bed. I expected them to be... artsy? I don't know. Like revolutionaries wearing berets, but they were just old and boring.
(The shotgun thing was what I was thinking of... sorry to disappoint).
No effort was put into this entry. I'm tired.
My brother went to jail last night. Fin.
The few people I considered friends when I lived in Claremore might come down when I get my apartment in Norman. This could be really good or really, really bad.
I got back from my roadtrip with my parents recently. And now I remember what I was going to say. We went to the Petrified Forest National Park, a big crater, the Grand Canyon, then finally to Las Vegas after all that nature shit. It was a lot of fun... Las Vegas is really awesome. After such we went to Yosemite National Park and then to San Fransisco.. cold. My parents wanted to use the bus all the time which amounted in huge amounts of stress for me because their flaming tourist characters were in full swing in dead silence on a bus. The bus driver picked up on the fact that we were using old tickets that had expired... haha. What a nightmare. Then we went to Los Angeles finally and everyone just wanted to go home. We met my dad's hick, dykey great aunt and her lover. We ate pizza and they chain smoked. My great aunt had a shotgun above her bed. I expected them to be... artsy? I don't know. Like revolutionaries wearing berets, but they were just old and boring.
(The shotgun thing was what I was thinking of... sorry to disappoint).
No effort was put into this entry. I'm tired.
My brother went to jail last night. Fin.