another weekend..

so friday I did nothing EXCEPT that I got to drive from 2am to about 4am. jake had some thoughts he needed to get out and at the same time, needed to get his mind off shit so I was at the helm commanding theeeeeee ol vw around vacaville listening to lots of metal. it was nice. saturday, I woke up and played call of duty...all fucking day til around 8 when jake got off. at hq, me jake justin james and some girl dyana who was 26 years old kicked it. me and jake drank 1 1/2 handles of captain morgan to ourselves that night. jake had sex with aforementioned girl. which I'm glad of because she wouldn't shut the fuck up and stop talking to me like I wanted her to, so I was forced to be an outright dick to her so shed leave me alone. she was raised christian and unfortunately is still brainwashed so I chose that as my rant fuel. I got her to "not want to talk about it anymore" within 10 minutes. I rule. I don't try to spread atheism or agnosticism, I try to spread open mindedness... which apparently, she isn't into. she seemed so sheltered and naive for a 26 year old. almost like she was actually 17. anyways... I woke up around 11am sunday still drunk and saw two glasses of coke and rum on the table..... of course I finished them. then, I polished off poor james' mickeys 40 he had in the fridge. then jon chase and some mexican fool roll through hq and chill. then sam peasley comes through hq and picks me up and we make our way to danville? I was real real drunk. I guess it was some girls house party/show that sams band was playing. we get there and there's literally nobody there and its 2pm and I'm pickled drunk. I wind up covering my BLACK jeans in nacho beans and cheese and sauce which is awesome. I remember asking every idiot girl there to go buy me mint chip ice cream. I remember talking shit to the birthday girl about the lack of food. I remember gettin semi fun for sams band. his bandmates are chill too by the way. I remember playing with lil baby doggies more than I was socializing with people. I remember being a fucking dick to everybody there. and hitting on the mom. then, after sams band played, we bounced up back to vacaville. a general rav 4 consensus determined that, in fact, it was a good to make a "show boobs" sign and hang that bad boy out the window. after many middle fingers and hateful glances, some guy in a truck came through by showing us his h kit complete with a hypodermic needle for injecting heroin. that was pretty gnarly. we get back in town and go play baseball at arlington. I get into it at first, then I sobered up around 6 and hated my life from then on. I was being realllllll mean to every girl there because I hate girls. then we went back to hq where call of duty 4 was in full effect... along with some girl I had sex with RANDOMLY showing up and hangin out? a trek to the liquor store proved to be worthwhile... another 5th of captain morgan to add to the half handle we had. me and jake proceeded to drink all of it. jake had 2 glasses because he was on that other stuff too. I had 5 at last count... and I make very strong drinks, if you know me. then me and jake decided to walk to safeway for food. we get pretzels (which are sitting next to me) and we walk out toward hq when we swipe a target cart and start pushing it. jake thinks itd be an amazing idea to strip down to boxers and walk home to hq wearing nothing but boxers, eating pretzels, pushing a shopping cart filled with our belongings. we get about halfway when a cop rolls up on us. bam. drunk in public. they make me put on the ol jeans, jakes too busy being a trainwreck drunk so he gets taken to jail. I hold my liquor like a champ (I lied and told him I only took 5 shots) so the cops let me go on the condition my mom picks me up. mom gets there and laughs at me for walking around in my underwear at 430am.


and now I'm in bed about to sleep.