tuesdays gone.

this is the last REAL weekend of summer before school starts tomorrow.. and so far, I've been very happy with it. friday night, I did literally nothing except drink mass quantities of kool aid and play call of duty 4 alllllll night while listening to cartel. I get a phone call from a friend that they're drunk and need a ride home so justin lets me drive his car to some lame party and I go in to pick them up and then I'm told that they don't want to leave yet so that was pretty cool. then jake came home and we had hilarious talks and watched the aqua teen movie til about 4am when we both just fell asleep. saturday, I started the day off right with lots more kool aid and call of duty. I'm such a video game addict. I like feeling like I'm 12. then me and jake hit the mall where I saw dave taylor. that was pretty nice... I haven't seen him in a loooong time and we used to be very close friends so catching up with him talking about school was awesome. saw paul and zach p there too. we were looking for a move "the stoned age" but no dice. we've looked basically everywhere so if you know a place that sells it, let me know.. jake went to work... justin came home from work... I got a ride to pauls. we got picked up. we rode in the give em hell van to the vfw for the hoods show. picked up mikey along the way and he drove the van WASTED drunk then they pulled the ol driver swap without stopping on the freeway. get to the venue and this really nice girl sara and she bought a bottle of soco and doctor pepper. me and paul drank half the bottle in five minutes. said hi to a bunch of familiar faces I haven't seen in years then went inside to the bar. I don't know who kept giving me beer but literally for about 2 hours I didn't have an empty cup nor did I stop drinking. pitcher after pitcher. then some bands played and I was drunk enough to get ridiculous. all the getting wild didn't mix to the tons of beer in my stomach too well... but I held it all down like the champ that I am. after the good times and singalongs, it was back to the bar for lots more beer before last call and 90s singalongs. I must have cheersed the whole bar by this point and it was pretty fun. then brandi came through in the clutch with two 12 packs of pabst and I must have had about 3 of them on the way from the vfw to mikeys house. I don't know what I did, but I pissed the gas station attendant at the arco pretty fuckin bad.. oh props to brandi again for the funyuns and doritos. only thing I ate all day. I chilled at the hoods house for a minute then decided I wanted to get back to vacaville. so around 4am, I found myself home. woke up at 8am this morning still drunk and I went to the state fair with my family and that's where I am now and its AWESOME.