What a Fucking Weekend!

Jul 06, 2005 02:02

Let's start with, oh, say, Saturday?

Went to Kristin's family's Fourth Of July party and met the folks. Got yelled at for spending too much time in her room, so went downstairs to drink and socialise (and smoke in the garage), and discovered that her family loves me. After that, we went to Greenville for the fireworks and the Pots N Pans Parade. It was quite interesting. There were oodles of cops, so it wasn't easy drinking my beer, but I managed to do so, right in front of them. After the beautiful fireworks with my beautiful girl on a beautiful night, we went to watch the parade, which was beautifully noisey. Then, we all went into this guy's house to hang out, and the cops started gathering outside, and we began getting worried, because of the underage drinking (shh!) and whatnot, but our fears were quelled when our drunk asses got a picture taken with the cops.

Then it became Sunday. I woke up early, only to discover my ride was not awake yet, and had to wait for Brett (very crankily, might I add) for some time before he returned my calls. We headed out for Megan's partay, which was quite the blast, what with the Italian lawn bowling with her father and all, but eventually left, as Megan had to go to work. So Brett, Bethany and I decided to head to Christmas Tree Shops/Alcoholism. Then we went to Brett's house to hang out and watch Pete and Pete and Jen came over, whom I'd never actually met. So we all chillaxed and had a few brewskies before heading out to the fireworks, where I ran into Tina, whom I'd not seen in literally years, and we did some catching up. (P.S. the fireworks weren't half bad this year). After that, we went back to Mr. Bretterson's, and Ms. Meggles came over and we had a discussion about genital warts. Then we got drunk and burned down a few trees. Eventually, all females fell asleep, so Brett and I kicked into the Tetrissphere for awhile before also hitting the sack.

Then it became Monday, and we all woke up and watched Jerry Springer and went to McDonald's, and Brett's dumb dog had made a huge mess of the house. Then I finally went home and Alex ended up coming over because he has his court in the morning.

And here I am, 2:30 in the morning, having barely gotten an hour's sleep, and typing out my weekend out of boredom, and possibly out of the little buzz I got off my Bass Ale.
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