Nov 17, 2004 14:04
well, since i just began my live journal i figure that i will touch uppon the joys of living in montana, bassed off a few recent experiences of mine
first off it is warmer today which makes me overwhelmingly happy, -for the past 2 days every time ive gone outside my nose hairs have frozen--not pleasent.
secoondly, liquor stores are open in montana on sundays however banks in montana are closed on both saturdays and sundays--this creates somewhat of a perdicament when drunk kids think it will be fun to beak your atm card into tiny little pieces on friday night.
thirdly, my roommate is nutts---im begining to realize that i dont think i have ever talked to her when she is sober--ever.
fourthly, i always thought that people doing meath was somewhat of a mith (probably becuse i'd never really seen it in colorado) well- ITs NOT apparently its a drug of choice for kids in missoula, among other things.
lastly, i have never seen so many bears in my entire life, they just kinda walk around, like people, and hang out in trees and scare drunk kids walking back to there dorms--- i have seen my fair share of bears since here, they wonder around alleys and knock over garbage cans, however i was migty suprised when i stepped out of the back door of my friend jeffs house to somke a cigarete on friday night and what do you know i see a bear sitting on the yellow couch in his back yard, (it, im assuming was licking some spilled beer up) however it was very difficult to comprehend in my drunk state so i took a picture and went back inside without smoking. later every one came out and chased the bear, and there were multiple drunlen injuries that were aquired form kids falling out of trees trying to fallow the bear up the trees. It was an all together eventful night.
oh yes one more thing, did any one know that its legal to have a pet aligator in montana? OH it is, and i dont think i like that law.----drunk meryl wanders into a house on wendsday night around 2 am, loaded on whiskey, low and behold what do i see crawling around on the floor-- A FUCKING ALIGATOR!!! i was sufficiently freaking out and was a little to drunk to handel it, so i sat myself down on the couch,(indian style so my feet werent touching the floor) and watched it for a while. my friend joe looks over can tell im a lttle uneasy about the huge aligator on the floor so he picks it up with another person and puts it on my lap. HOLY FUCK!!!i was like 4 feet long with claws and teeth and scales and to be perfectly honest didnt smell very good, soo its chillin on my lap, im adjusting, im ok with it its not moving to much, then joe comes up and starts poking it mouth thinking its funny and it starts snapping at him and then at me....im freaking out again, but the giant reptile it to large for me to lift by myself and no one will help me. joe sufficiently pissed it off and i was figiting, so the gator whose name is "sharon jene" by the way, bites joes shirt and rips a huge chunk out of it. then they finaly took it off me. I dont like aligators.
sorry that turned out to be a tad bit longer then i expected but thats been my montana life for the past week. ill be home in colorado next tuesday and i cant wait.