i am all you've ever wanted, what the other boys all promised...
we're so c-c-c-controversial.
anyway, the past two days have been utterly chill, and i say that simply as code for nothing has happened. yesterday i woke up, talked to lenny, and had the full intention of bbqing, but he's a lazy cock and didn't wanna have to walk here in the "heat," so after harassing him a while i gave up and made trace pick me up. we played some chess, watched tv, and swam. after a while george came over. right before that though, we ordered excessive amounts of domino's, and by that, i mean 5 pie's, 2 thin crust, 3 regular, and of course, the cinnastix. i haven't had domino's all summer, it really hit the spot. anyway, so we ate, soon enough we were outside playing bacci ball, don't ask. merk joined, then dani, soon followed by yedid and bergman. we played some more bacci then went back in teh pool, hot tubbed, and mosied on downstairs to watch the rest of the vma's. it was pretty lame, toxic didn't win anything,a nd that was by far the hottest video ever, or just britney spears is really fucking hot, either way. anywho, we played some pool, it's crazy how much better i am on trace's table than at the pool hall, fucking shitty tables. we hung around a bit, then me and merk drove dani home, then he drove me home.
minus the bear is fucking awesome.
today i woke up, got into a huge fight with my mom because she's an inconsiderate fuckhead, and cleaned up my room, hardcorely. my room actually looks decent now. tomorrow i think i'll put up all my posters again, i miss them. so i hung around at home for a long ass time, mainly because i wasn't allowed to leave until these 2 boxes of clothes were out of my room, so i got around to it while watching insane amounts of tv, and finally finished. then i bbqed dinner for my parents and my uncle, ate, and went to trace's with bergman. we just hung around, watched anger management, intertwined with pieces of house of 1000 corpses, trace and his brother are pussies.
tomorrow i have to take a 4 hour fucking sat diagnostic from 6-10 pm, ghetto.
sam calem fucking kicks ass.
happy birthday theo (belated (29th)
happy birthday rmoe
i really need to start reading my friend's page again.
anyway, the past two days have been utterly chill, and i say that simply as code for nothing has happened. yesterday i woke up, talked to lenny, and had the full intention of bbqing, but he's a lazy cock and didn't wanna have to walk here in the "heat," so after harassing him a while i gave up and made trace pick me up. we played some chess, watched tv, and swam. after a while george came over. right before that though, we ordered excessive amounts of domino's, and by that, i mean 5 pie's, 2 thin crust, 3 regular, and of course, the cinnastix. i haven't had domino's all summer, it really hit the spot. anyway, so we ate, soon enough we were outside playing bacci ball, don't ask. merk joined, then dani, soon followed by yedid and bergman. we played some more bacci then went back in teh pool, hot tubbed, and mosied on downstairs to watch the rest of the vma's. it was pretty lame, toxic didn't win anything,a nd that was by far the hottest video ever, or just britney spears is really fucking hot, either way. anywho, we played some pool, it's crazy how much better i am on trace's table than at the pool hall, fucking shitty tables. we hung around a bit, then me and merk drove dani home, then he drove me home.
minus the bear is fucking awesome.
today i woke up, got into a huge fight with my mom because she's an inconsiderate fuckhead, and cleaned up my room, hardcorely. my room actually looks decent now. tomorrow i think i'll put up all my posters again, i miss them. so i hung around at home for a long ass time, mainly because i wasn't allowed to leave until these 2 boxes of clothes were out of my room, so i got around to it while watching insane amounts of tv, and finally finished. then i bbqed dinner for my parents and my uncle, ate, and went to trace's with bergman. we just hung around, watched anger management, intertwined with pieces of house of 1000 corpses, trace and his brother are pussies.
tomorrow i have to take a 4 hour fucking sat diagnostic from 6-10 pm, ghetto.
sam calem fucking kicks ass.
happy birthday theo (belated (29th)
happy birthday rmoe
i really need to start reading my friend's page again.