saturday
i meant to get up early to go garage sale shopping as i havent done that in ages and the season is almost up. but i fell alseep again. did minimal amounts of economics. so im pretty much behind and wont have anytime to work on it tomorrow. went to goodwill to get some paintballing pants...old man work pants, yesssss for $5. got pizza for dinar and was ripped off since i wanted the spc deal and they didnt have any pepp slices. picked up lauren and rented stick it as i thought it would be hilarious. but alas, it was lame and directed towards 9 year olds. slightly amusing parts aka "i think something bad is going to happen". went home and got ready for tomorrow. i am actually afraid. i'm leaving here to pick up kayla (who is going now....yesssssssss) at 6:10AM. we're going a little bit urrlier than the club shuttle but i have to get gas + i might get lost. it's like an hour away eeeeee. i might die. ok, i am excited in a nerdy/deathly-afraid way so it better be fun tomorrow. it's done at 5 and then i have an oc-don-meeting-dinner at 8. baarf, people better actually fucking show up to that. off to bed i go.