Jun 28, 2004 13:26
Quote the Sal. Lol. That made me laugh so hard my stomach started to hurt me. So yea. Yesterday was Salisons birthday. The big 24! Happy Birthday Yesterday! It was so much fun. I woke up at noon, and I just chilled around for a little while. I ate, I took a shower, then Desiree told me we were going to go see him. We left about 2 and got there 2:30. Frankie was outside working on the lawn and we said hello, then we walk in the house and they're all in the kitchen. Anthony is feeding Sunny (My God she is the cutest thing in the world.) That comment coming from a girl who hates kids and never wants to have any of her own. We go outside and hang around at the table, the food comes out, there was so much I didn't know what to do with myself. I felt so Italian. Hehe. Linda's meatballs are amazing! But anyway. We're just talking and relaxing and what not, Desiree and I start cleaning off the table and bringing everything inside and washing dishes, then we just relaxed in the kitchen. Sal opened his gifts, sweet deal, I hope he liked them. Everyone was running around to here and there so I went into Sunny's room and played with her for a little while. My cousins were younger at one point and I would play with them but they're all boys, so interacting with Sunny was a breath of fresh air. She was feeding me her little plastic blocks. Yum. Lol. Anyway. Frankie took me outside to show me his new landscaping and asked my opinion and what not, he said he wanted to take the Vette out. ::Drool:: I wish. There was too much gardening shit around the driveway. Then we went back in and had some ice cream cake, mmm, better than plastic blocks. Afterwards we waited for Holly to come pick up Sunny ::Tear:: and we went miniature golfing! Yeay!
Anthony and I were together and Desiree and Sal were together. Just like back in the old days. It was nice. I miss that cruise. I never wanted it to dock. Anthony and I were Team A.D because of our first names, but slowly it morphed into Team A.D.D. YES! We rocked. Dez and Sal were Team Whirly Bird. However you spell that. First we were behind, then we pulled ahead by 4, then we lost it, then we were even, then Desiree loses her ball in the little lake type deal and Anthony being the smart person that he is, goes and attempts to grab it with his hand... But with the hand that has the score sheet. Lol. Good thing Desiree had a pen with her. I almost died laughing. I fucked up and didn't hit the ball hard enough so it comes rolling back down the little ramp almost as if to laugh at me and say, "HAHAHA MOTHER FUCKER!!" So that was one... Then I hit it again and I got it in the hole! So if I would have just hit it that hard the first time it would have been a hole in one! Damnit! Oh well. Final hole we were down by 2, Anthony and I both got in by 2. So Sal and Dez both needed to get it in by 3 if we were to have a chance. Dez took 3....... But Sal killed us with 2. So Team A.D.D. lost by one. I LET YOU DOWN ANTHONY! I'M SORRY!
Then we eventually went to play pool at PJ's. It was funny, we show up and I was like, "This is where I came with Jackie and Amy and her cousins and Jon!" Good times. Speaking of which, I miss Jon. He was cool to hang out with. Anyway. I played like once, then just sat and talked with Joy and Desiree. Then having small inbetween chit chat with Rob or Joe. I had a good time. We left 11:30 back to the house. Anthony dropped us off and went to go home, so me, Dez and Sal just chilled out in his backyard and talked about absolutly everything til 2. We have decided that Sal is the Man and knows all. But that's between us.
I'll hopefully stay in the Seaside house with everyone for the week in August because that would be kickass. We'll see how everything progresses. Plus we have to see what He's doing. He is my deciding vote to say if I go or not. Ugh. What a douchebag.
Alright. So Christian got a new car but it's old as fuck and dirty as hell. So he's bringing it over to my house when he gets off of work and I'm guna clean it up for him. Since I'm going to be driving in it a lot, I might as well do it as a favor for him and for my own satisfaction. From the time I woke up I've been cleaning my house. Like always. I swear when I get a fucking job my house is going to go to the dogs. Litterally. I have to clean every day or else my puppies destroy everything. The carpets, the floors.. It's a must. People ask me why I clean so much. Come to my house. See for your fucking self. 3 dogs? 4 people? I have a lot to do to make sure my house is presentable to company. My father runs his teaching business out of our basement, I don't need his students walking in the door and say, "Holy fuck Joe.. You're house smells like shit.... and dogs." The end.
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