May 22, 2004 22:53
Me and Jordan just had each other laying in the kitchen floor laughing like crazy. You normally wouldn't laugh at something as hard as we did but for some reason we did. Jordan (who is 13 but is by no means little) decided he wanted to play 6-inches with me. Well, he hit me. Then I hit him back. He hit me again. I hit him back. Then he goes to hit me and starts to pull back way farther than 6 inches. I tell him if he does he better be ready for payback so he stops. He hits me from a normal 6 inches and then I hit him. Next time he tries to sneak in a 2 foot punch and I smack him right in the ribs and he falls down before he can even hit me. He starts laughing in between saying "That freakin hurt" and the way he's laughing makes me start laughin. He's already on the ground laughing and I'm doubled over laughing and I fall down and start laughing too. The dog has no clue what's going on and comes over trying to jump on both of us. After about 5 minutes of laughing and a couple threats from our mom to shutup we finally stand back up. I let him go again. He goes, "Put that hand in your pants so you can't hit me" and I didn't agree to that. He acts like he's gonna hit from 6 inches and then pulls back so I try for a nut shot (didn't work, I missed) and then he comes behind me and gives me a massive wedgie. I'm trying to get away and he has a death grip on the top of my boxers. I literally drag him by my boxers from the kitchen to the den where I fall onto the chair and proceed to pick out my now Fruit of the Loom thong boxers out of my butt. I don't know. We're idiots. Thought I'd share.
Last night while sleeping I was awakened by my stomach telling me I needed to go to the bathroom. Well, once I came to my senses I realized it was lightning like crazy and I didn't want to sit on something that was full of water because lightning is attracted to water. So, I went back to sleep for 2 hours before my stomach woke me up again telling me to go to the bathroom and this time it wasn't lightning so I did. Prolly too much information but I thought I'd share anyways.
I got to tear down the ceiling in my new room today so we can put the other one up. Jordan walked in and was like, "What are you doing" and I showed him and he goes, "You suck. I hate you. You got the freakin easiest job in the house. I'm outside mowing and it's hot as ball and you get to tear crap up." At this point I was like, "Yes I am awesome." It was these lil ceiling tiles so it was easy. I cleaned half of it up and gotta clean the other half up tomorrow. Tomorrow we're putting up the boards so that we can put the sheetrock on the ceiling and I think we might try to hang the insulation boards on the walls tomorrow too. I don't know. Then after that we gotta hang the sheetrock on the walls and paint it. Then the carpet comes in. Then I move into the basement.
My aunt, uncle, and cousin showed up here today and I wasn't expecting them. I was watching part of the Braves game before I was going to finish the second half of cleaning up the ceiling when they got here. This was about 4 or so. We sat around outside til about 5 or so talking and making fun of each other and stupid stuff like that before we decided, "Hey, let's have a cookout." We decided this while my dad was gone to Lowe's. When he got back we told him that yea, we were having a cookout. My mom took Jaymie to a friends house where she was going to spend the night. During this time Beth (my aunt) went to pick up my cousin (the other one) and to get some stuff for the cookout. We ate around 6:30-7 and then made fun of each other again. Spur of the moment cookouts are the best. Any other time I'm like, "Dude, do we really have to do this? Can I go somewhere and not be here?" but tonight was cool.
I gotta do my Teacher Cadet portfolio tomorrow cause it's due Monday. Then my project for my English exam is due Friday. I hate Lindsay cause she's done on Tuesday and graduates a full week before I do. She'll be at the beach while I'm a freaking school. Oh well. I've already decided I'm skipping Memorial Day because I don't have a 4th period exam. Then I gotta go June 1 for 2nd period and 3rd period which I don't have exams in except to present my projects. Then on June 2nd I don't have a 1st period so I don't have an exam so I don't hafta go that day. Then June 3rd is graduation practice at 8am. June 4th is graduation at 8pm. June 5th I'm goin to the beach. June 6th I'm coming home. June 7th is the first day of camp. June 10th I'm leaving after camp to go to the beach and then coming back June 12th.
Speaking of Lindsay. I don't care what you freakin say you're coming to the Dairi-O. It can't be Wednesday though. I'm booked Wednesday. Any other day is cool with me. Just let me know. Anyone of Lindsay's friends who reads this from her friends list is now required by law (what law you ask? The Law of I Am Freaking Awesome So Please Do This Or I May Cry...Not Really) to bug her until she comes to the Dairi-O.
We're selling 2 of our houses. That's good. I'm glad. That means my parents will be able to cosign on a loan for me to get a new car. We gotta put a heat pump in the one in Walnut Cove before we sell it and we're just waiting for a shower to be put in before we close on the one we just moved out of to my grandma. We're also getting money back from the state from where we had to fix something at my grandpa's old house (that we own too but rent to my aunt). That's good. All the crap we've been having to pay to fix and everything we're now being paid back for. Can you believe we own 4 houses? That's freaking crazy. One in Winston, one in Walnut Cove, and two in King. Oh well, within the next 2 or 3 weeks we'll only own 2. (We're not rich so don't think that because we own houses we are. The one in Walnut Cove is extremely small. We got it very cheap and fixed it up and are selling it. The one in Winston was my grandpa's before he died and we couldn't get it sold so we bought it and rent it out to my aunt. The other one in King was the one we lived in and we're selling it to my grandma. The one we live in right now we got for very cheap because it was a foreclosure and we're fixing it up. My parents are in Real Estate and watch way too much HGTV. Oh well, I like this house.)
I've gotten 50 bucks so far for graduation. I've spent 10 of it though. That was because I haven't had time to go to the bank to get money out and that 10 was the only thing in cash, the rest were checks that I haven't cashed. It's only been from 4 people too, that's what's awesome. Graduation announcements are only for one thing: to get money from people. That sounds greedy but it's not. I'm gonna try to save my graduation money up for a new amp (Hartke 350 watt bass amp head with a Hartke 4x10 cab) or a new camera (maybe one of the new digital video ones). Oh well. I've been babbling enough. Noone reads this anyways. Have a nice day. Say your prayers and take your vitamins. Bye