what a week
Saturday: Parents go to Disney World for a whole week. Can't go because I just took a whole week off from work for Seattle, and there is no way they will let me off. Boo. :(
Sunday: Sleep in till noon. Nothing planned. Played video games for the first time in a while. For 6 hours.
Monday: Go to work. Nothing planned. Get a call to see a Cold War Kids / Muse Concert in MSG. Rawk on. Get home from NYC at 1am.
Tuesday: Go to work, tired. Nothing planned. So I clean the house for 4 hours. Then decide to throw a House Party Wednesday and Friday. House to myself, gotta! Best friends calls me at 10pm. Just got home from his Honey Moon and wants to chill. Comes over at 11. So we play Halo till 3am.
Wednesday: Go to work, very tired. Have the House Party. Goes awesomely well. Everyone leaves around 1:30am.
Thursday: 3am rolls around. I think to myself, "Hmmm, go to Diseny?" Check online for tickets to Orlando. Jump into car and head towards Atlantic City Airport. 5am, get passed security. But not without my very lethal hair gel. 6:30am, get on flight. Literally collapse in the most uncomfortable "leather" seat for 2 hours. Arrive in Orlando at 9:10am. Call work and tell them, I am really tired and won't able to make it to work. (cause im in another state! kind left that out) Father picks me up at 9:30am. 10am, surprise family at the gates of Animal Kingdom. Family is done with that park. Yeah, that bad. Go to Epcot for the next 11 hours. I so LOLed in the Japan World Showcase. Long story.
Friday: Wake up after not sleeping for like 3 days straight at 9am. Body goes into "WTF MAN!" mode. Still hit the Magical Kingdom up for 15 straight hours. Michael Eisner got paid that day. Oh crap! Call work, and tell them I am sick. Hey, it was true. Oh crap again! Pay $10 for internet access to post about cancelling my Friday House party. Then, finally head off to the park. Haunted Mansion is closed for refurbishing. Not cool. But Space Mountain is open, and the line is only 20 minutes. Very cool.
Saturday: Writing this at about 1am, and thinking to myself, "what will next week be like?"
Sunday: My plan, SLEEEEEEEEEEpppppppppppp!
Sunday: Sleep in till noon. Nothing planned. Played video games for the first time in a while. For 6 hours.
Monday: Go to work. Nothing planned. Get a call to see a Cold War Kids / Muse Concert in MSG. Rawk on. Get home from NYC at 1am.
Tuesday: Go to work, tired. Nothing planned. So I clean the house for 4 hours. Then decide to throw a House Party Wednesday and Friday. House to myself, gotta! Best friends calls me at 10pm. Just got home from his Honey Moon and wants to chill. Comes over at 11. So we play Halo till 3am.
Wednesday: Go to work, very tired. Have the House Party. Goes awesomely well. Everyone leaves around 1:30am.
Thursday: 3am rolls around. I think to myself, "Hmmm, go to Diseny?" Check online for tickets to Orlando. Jump into car and head towards Atlantic City Airport. 5am, get passed security. But not without my very lethal hair gel. 6:30am, get on flight. Literally collapse in the most uncomfortable "leather" seat for 2 hours. Arrive in Orlando at 9:10am. Call work and tell them, I am really tired and won't able to make it to work. (cause im in another state! kind left that out) Father picks me up at 9:30am. 10am, surprise family at the gates of Animal Kingdom. Family is done with that park. Yeah, that bad. Go to Epcot for the next 11 hours. I so LOLed in the Japan World Showcase. Long story.
Friday: Wake up after not sleeping for like 3 days straight at 9am. Body goes into "WTF MAN!" mode. Still hit the Magical Kingdom up for 15 straight hours. Michael Eisner got paid that day. Oh crap! Call work, and tell them I am sick. Hey, it was true. Oh crap again! Pay $10 for internet access to post about cancelling my Friday House party. Then, finally head off to the park. Haunted Mansion is closed for refurbishing. Not cool. But Space Mountain is open, and the line is only 20 minutes. Very cool.
Saturday: Writing this at about 1am, and thinking to myself, "what will next week be like?"
Sunday: My plan, SLEEEEEEEEEEpppppppppppp!