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Wow how do I even begin to describe this weekend?
Friday. Worked until 8:30 then went down to Weir's with a bunch of people.
Saturday. Worked all fucking day. Drove to Boston at 6 O'Clock at night, proceeded to get beligerent by 11, went to Starbucks and saw four overweight black woman in a old beat up white nissan blasting Gloria Estefan.
Sunday. Woke up at 7 and drove back to New Hampshire to work all day, then after work be picked up on the boat and go out to Cat's island house where we hop into a Canoe and go to the big island party and watch people who have way too much money to blow on hiring professional fire work crews to duel with the neighboring islands. Aaron said it perfectly " I Love America. We celebrate our independence day by blowing shit up." Perfect. Then got high as a mother fucker and bonded with Cat all the while tripping over shit and snorting.
Monday. Woke up at 8 still high and drunk and was driven back to the mainland by Cat. Then went to work a 10 hour day and it was the busiest day I've ever seen in my entire life. THEN after work, went back home and got changed then went to Nazzaro's house where I got SO fucking baked with Elliott, the most amazing kid I have ever met and I fell completely in love with. Example: Elliott is trying to find a DVD to watch so he's reading the title's off to me and gets to one of them and goes "What's Bas Ket Ball?" Then about two minutes later goes "OH BASKETBALL!" Funniest thing ever. Made my night. Then I got even more baked and went to bed at 4:30.
Tuesday. Woke up at 7 still high as all fucking hell and went to work where I proceeded to break the dryer because I was so fucking baked. And then after work came home picked up laura and aaron went to the mall while waiting for the concord trailways for aaron so he could go back to boston. Then a pigeon walked in front of my car and I had to stop for it.
The end.
I'm fucking high.
I'm fucking tired.
Night.
Actually I'm just really hungry.
I'll finish updating after I get some potatoe salad.