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Dec 30, 2003 00:38

i haven't updated since finals so i have a heck of a lot to talk about.

opened presents from the fam fam before we went out of town on saturday. i got beyond good and evil, max payne 2, wicked soundtrack, need for speed underground, prince of perisia, two towers: SE, jekyll and hyde, X2, ummmmmmmmmm, electric toothbrush, and i think that's it. Face was here and so was paul, my sister's fiancee.

we went to mississippi for four days and visited all my relatives and stuff. i missed my face a whole lot. we saw a bunch of people at my uncle's house i had either never seen before or not seen in a LOOONNGG time. of course, this isn't necessarily a bad thing and i'm sure that if i told some of the things that they've done to my family as a whole it would take at LEAST 3 entries. so i won't. here i got money, money, money, money, and viewtiful joe

we came home late the 24th, and slept till x-mas day. i did nothing then and it was everything i had ever hoped it would be.

on the 26th face came over and picked me up to go return some stuff and we went to walmart where i got frequency for 5 bucks (25 dollars in a gift certificate off a 30 dollar game). we went to steph's house and i met her brother, stephen. we wanted to play frequency on his ps2 so he made us a deal. he said that if i eat a milkbone dog treat and if steph made him a sandwich, then we could play ps2. i said, "there is no fucking way i'm gonna eat a dog treat." stephen then said that he'd change the deal so that he'd eat half the treat and i'd eat half.
note: here is where i decided not to puss out of this deal, if i wanted to make an impression on stephen (30 year old kid) then i'd have to do this.
i said ok.
stephen got the treat out and said, "ok dude, i got the right half and you get the left half.
i said ok.
he broke the treat
if this was his "half"--
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then this was mine
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note: again, if i wanted to make an impression, i couldn't say, "fuck this shit i am not eating a dog treat to play fucking frequency."
he ate his half and drank some water.
i looked at my "half" and popped it into my mouth
it was fuckin gross. like sand and dirt mixed with rotten chicken ass meat.
i ate about half of my half and then threw up... i couldn't fuckin take it
stephen commended me for doin that and, after steph made us sandwiches, he let us play ps2

we played frequency for 4 hours that day and then watched goodfellas which is an excellent movie about the mafia. then i went home and awaited the next day. why you ask?

my parents went out of town!!! steph came over when my sis was at work and we played us some frequency. later we went to o'charley's with katie truett, trey, austeen, laura-ann, and steph. now is when the fun starts! i get a call from my mother saying how my neighbors tattled on me having steph over while my sis was at work. what a biotch you know? i'll bet she did it too when she was a kid!!! after i settled down we proceeded to discover mills where we tried to go to a movie but decided it was worthless so we played putt putt instead. then we walked around and played with steph and laura-ann's cameras. it was good fun.
steph took me home to transfer cars to laura-ann's car to go back to austin's to listen to wicked and do stuff and guess what? that biotch lady's house had gotten tp-ed/rolled/ whatever the fuck you call it. i for one found it VERY amusing seeing as she ratted on me and shit. karma, bitch. so i was coming out of steph's car saying something like, "yea that's the lady that told on me," and the lady, who was taking the tp down at the time, heard me, but said nothing, i got in laura-ann's car and we went to austins house. not ten minutes into when i was there my phone rings. it was my sister. she said stuff along the lines of, "i don't care how you get home just find a way to get your little sorry ass home."
so i got laura-ann to gimme a ride. thanks again babe
that lady, mrs. cross, assumed that i did this. she had good reason to, because there was plenty of incriminating evidence against me. i went over and talked to her alone. i told her about how i DIDN'T do it and was with stephanie all night and stuff. she said she believed me but i didn't think she did. i could tell she didn't. ten or twenty minutes later, i get a call from celia, mrs.cross' daughter, saying that if she finds out that it was any of my friends that did it, she was going to be really "angry and disappointed at how bad a person can be to roll someone's house and then lie about it." god-damn hoser. ten more minutes later, mrs. cross call back to my house showering me in appologies about celia's awful behaivior. why did she bother you ask? because they got a call from one of celia's friends on her basketball team telling her who it was... and it wasn't me. gah. stupid people

sunday, justin came over and so did steph, but em was home this time so that whore couldn't do shit about it. we played a fuckload of frequency. how much?
ELEVEN HOURS
eleven hours of my life gone.
that's about it for that day.

today, i got up at noon and steph came over. played frequency then went to ted's for some good 'ol bison meat. tried to get new sauconys, but they were out of stock in my size. got a new oakenfold cd (YAY NEW TRANCE!!!). steph got queen video hits two. they are both great. that's about it

-spencer
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