Apr 16, 2006 12:20
So.
Again.
Back at my dads house.
Went from Eastport. To couches. To Severna Park. Straight back to the mothership.
A lot has happened.
I dont hang out in the neighborhood anymore.
Anytime people call me im in laurel at the Scagliarini house.
They have lots of land.
With a house that reminds me of summer camp.
Like 30 horses in their back yard.
Atleast 15 dogs running around the yard.
House full of Hippies who got somewhere and can now enjoy it in their well deserved house.
They are really compassionate about animals which is def. my favorite trait.
Travis and Tia are really cool.
Tracy isnt around much but Jay is. Good stories.
Megadeath used to live on their property before it was theirs.
Jay used to play in a band back back in the day.
He opened for The Doors all the time.
Pictures to prove it.
So much shit.
Dave lives there. After we got kicked out of Steve and Virginia's(these 2 country bumpkin fucks i used to work with at clement...turned out to be crack heads. Who would'a thought?)
Bleh.
I could write a book.