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This weekend was really fucking weird.
Like extremely enjoyable.
But really weird.
Thursday night we couldn't find a dry place to smoke, so we all huddled under the covering with a blanket. It was pretty cute. Then we watched American Beauty ("Contrived"- Simon), and Phillip Morris: Officer of the Law/ Batshit Crazy Guy talked to us about pizza sauce, etc. We called the cops on him.
FriDAY David's Nolan was in town, so we drove into SF while listening to the loudest metal in the history of life. We went to Fisherman's Wharf and hung out with the sea lions.
And then over to Guitar Center to watch the boys be happy.
Korey and I + our BF
We went to Hooters.
Friday NIGHT.
Um.
Yeah.
Yeah...
Started out like this:
in Matthew's room.
Then there was dancing.
Then there was debauchery with many.
Then there was debauchery with few.
Then Jack had sex with some random girl on the floor while we (sometimes) looked on.
Yeah.
Saturday was trying to study. "Study" = talking and cigarettes.
At night we found a park with squishy ground.
And then everyone left. And a cop came. And Thatcher and his friend ran. Matthew and I had to explain to him that YES we were in the park after hours, YES our friends ran from the law, YES we were drinking, could we please LEAVE.
We got away.
Thank Jebus.
And after that... I am making an executive decision that we cannot push Matthew's beds together anymore. Jane knows what's up.
I have a midtrem tomorrow.
I have gotten back to my room at 5am that last two nights.
SLLLLEEEEEEEEP.
Like extremely enjoyable.
But really weird.
Thursday night we couldn't find a dry place to smoke, so we all huddled under the covering with a blanket. It was pretty cute. Then we watched American Beauty ("Contrived"- Simon), and Phillip Morris: Officer of the Law/ Batshit Crazy Guy talked to us about pizza sauce, etc. We called the cops on him.
FriDAY David's Nolan was in town, so we drove into SF while listening to the loudest metal in the history of life. We went to Fisherman's Wharf and hung out with the sea lions.
And then over to Guitar Center to watch the boys be happy.
Korey and I + our BF
We went to Hooters.
Friday NIGHT.
Um.
Yeah.
Yeah...
Started out like this:
in Matthew's room.
Then there was dancing.
Then there was debauchery with many.
Then there was debauchery with few.
Then Jack had sex with some random girl on the floor while we (sometimes) looked on.
Yeah.
Saturday was trying to study. "Study" = talking and cigarettes.
At night we found a park with squishy ground.
And then everyone left. And a cop came. And Thatcher and his friend ran. Matthew and I had to explain to him that YES we were in the park after hours, YES our friends ran from the law, YES we were drinking, could we please LEAVE.
We got away.
Thank Jebus.
And after that... I am making an executive decision that we cannot push Matthew's beds together anymore. Jane knows what's up.
I have a midtrem tomorrow.
I have gotten back to my room at 5am that last two nights.
SLLLLEEEEEEEEP.