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Let me start this entry out by saying that police really suck. Especially dick head state police.
Today was one of those days that starts out kinda crappy, gets better, a lot better, and then ends up being slightly worse than when you woke up. I had a slight hangover and I really wanted to sleep in more, but I managed to get myself through my first day of work, which was not bad at all. A few hours after work was over, I talked to Laura and we watched some fraggle rock dvd's, and JT joined us about half-way through. After that was over we snagged Andy and headed to the Olmsted's for free beer (240 free beers, actually) and started enjoying a bonfire like it is meant to be enjoyed. A blunt here, a beer there, a lot of conversations, and a few hours later a few state police decided to rain on our parade. Unluckily Mark lost his grinder and Matt lost his bong, but no tickets for anyone. We got a ride home with Laura who was DDing for us and here I am.
In conclusion, even the best of days can be tainted by an encounter with those in authority.
Today was one of those days that starts out kinda crappy, gets better, a lot better, and then ends up being slightly worse than when you woke up. I had a slight hangover and I really wanted to sleep in more, but I managed to get myself through my first day of work, which was not bad at all. A few hours after work was over, I talked to Laura and we watched some fraggle rock dvd's, and JT joined us about half-way through. After that was over we snagged Andy and headed to the Olmsted's for free beer (240 free beers, actually) and started enjoying a bonfire like it is meant to be enjoyed. A blunt here, a beer there, a lot of conversations, and a few hours later a few state police decided to rain on our parade. Unluckily Mark lost his grinder and Matt lost his bong, but no tickets for anyone. We got a ride home with Laura who was DDing for us and here I am.
In conclusion, even the best of days can be tainted by an encounter with those in authority.