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today was awesome.
started off with me, kyle (who brought me a donut, thanks) and vec (who didn't bring a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for me or kyle, dick) driving to boston. we rocked out on the way home which was a much different theme then on the way home (which will be told later.) why did we drive to boston you ask? good question! we did the tour of fenway, and it was the most magical $12 i've ever spent. just being in the park gives me the chills. we had the privalege of going up into the press boxes, the .406 club seats (which cost $120,000 for 4 seats for 3 full seasons), on top of the monster, then right up to the field. i peed in the .406 club bathroom just to say i could.
after the tour i took a cold shower, well i probably should have. i LOVE the red sox. but really, we were going to go to dave and buster's, which is a huge bar/restaurant/arcade, but turns out there's no exit 14 on the way back from boston, just on the way into boston. instead i just took over some kid dan's spot at DL's poker tourney and was the first one out. i was getting DECENT hands, but all those fuckin people draw into anything and catch it. can't beat luck. i'd rather luck than skill anyday. watched an avril lavigne special (she's so hot) and some poker on tv. then headed to the AMF in chicopee.
me, kyle, mikey gay, and scotty went bowling and it was absolutely hilarious. diago rocked the first game. k-rock murdered the second. then the 3rd game was michael and myself head to head. we had $10 riding on it because we tied the first two games. we both bowled the best games of our lives i think. i bowled a 163 and he bowled a 154, which might not sound impressive, but i hit a spare on all of them except 1, and mikey hit a spare or strike on all of them except 2. good game. i won $10, but i bought him a milkshake afterwards.
now i'm home. time for bed. i should be sleeping right now, but i'm not.
"you fuckin with the juice!"
g'nite
started off with me, kyle (who brought me a donut, thanks) and vec (who didn't bring a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for me or kyle, dick) driving to boston. we rocked out on the way home which was a much different theme then on the way home (which will be told later.) why did we drive to boston you ask? good question! we did the tour of fenway, and it was the most magical $12 i've ever spent. just being in the park gives me the chills. we had the privalege of going up into the press boxes, the .406 club seats (which cost $120,000 for 4 seats for 3 full seasons), on top of the monster, then right up to the field. i peed in the .406 club bathroom just to say i could.
after the tour i took a cold shower, well i probably should have. i LOVE the red sox. but really, we were going to go to dave and buster's, which is a huge bar/restaurant/arcade, but turns out there's no exit 14 on the way back from boston, just on the way into boston. instead i just took over some kid dan's spot at DL's poker tourney and was the first one out. i was getting DECENT hands, but all those fuckin people draw into anything and catch it. can't beat luck. i'd rather luck than skill anyday. watched an avril lavigne special (she's so hot) and some poker on tv. then headed to the AMF in chicopee.
me, kyle, mikey gay, and scotty went bowling and it was absolutely hilarious. diago rocked the first game. k-rock murdered the second. then the 3rd game was michael and myself head to head. we had $10 riding on it because we tied the first two games. we both bowled the best games of our lives i think. i bowled a 163 and he bowled a 154, which might not sound impressive, but i hit a spare on all of them except 1, and mikey hit a spare or strike on all of them except 2. good game. i won $10, but i bought him a milkshake afterwards.
now i'm home. time for bed. i should be sleeping right now, but i'm not.
"you fuckin with the juice!"
g'nite