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The past few days have been interesting, to say the least.
Thursday: Heath, Bryant and myself put in a marathon day fixing up the Arroyo Seco house. The day's events are too numerous to effectively chronicle, but all told, it involves a piano, a sketchy u-haul, a harrowing journey uphill in the back of said u-haul, two undercover Sherrif's deputies, painting hats, and not getting done until 3 am.
Friday: Audra's super cool sister, Adrienne, and I hung out all day. TONS of pot got smoked, we went to the beach, watched Super Troopers, and drove around Santa Cruz. A really nice, stoned day. That night, after Adrienne had to go to dinner with her family, I went to the Palm house/downtown and did a lot of drinking with the usual crew. This put me into a completely disassociated state. I felt like I was wandering around the fog, I was fucking out of it. I ended up at Dakota with Jamie, Ginny and Matt, but a few things were slightly awkward: I don't dance, I'm not gay, and I was too haggard to realize what was going on. I left after like ten minutes, and decided to get a burrito. Ended up getting my ass grabbed by some dude on the way out. On my way past the Catalyst, two drunk guys got in a fight and suddenly, there were four cops beating them to the ground with batons. I walked right through the middle of it. Got my burrito, went back to Perg's and found out they all went to Saturn. Ended up there, practically fell asleep in french fries, and ended up asleep by 3:30.
Saturday: Woke up in the fog at 9:30 for the 10:00 graduations. Drove Nicole and Morgan to Porter, went home and grabbed my camera, and by the time I parked, it was 11 am. Ran to the quarry and saw Heath and Quinn graduate. Went to lunch with Heath's family- now I know where he gets it from. The middle of the day was marked with more smoking with Adrienne, a nap, then I bought tiki torches for the graduation party. True to form, no one showed up until 11, and I (and I think Audra as well) ended up getting kind of shitfaced off margaritas.
Today or tomorrow, I think I'm going to the river. Who's with me?
Thursday: Heath, Bryant and myself put in a marathon day fixing up the Arroyo Seco house. The day's events are too numerous to effectively chronicle, but all told, it involves a piano, a sketchy u-haul, a harrowing journey uphill in the back of said u-haul, two undercover Sherrif's deputies, painting hats, and not getting done until 3 am.
Friday: Audra's super cool sister, Adrienne, and I hung out all day. TONS of pot got smoked, we went to the beach, watched Super Troopers, and drove around Santa Cruz. A really nice, stoned day. That night, after Adrienne had to go to dinner with her family, I went to the Palm house/downtown and did a lot of drinking with the usual crew. This put me into a completely disassociated state. I felt like I was wandering around the fog, I was fucking out of it. I ended up at Dakota with Jamie, Ginny and Matt, but a few things were slightly awkward: I don't dance, I'm not gay, and I was too haggard to realize what was going on. I left after like ten minutes, and decided to get a burrito. Ended up getting my ass grabbed by some dude on the way out. On my way past the Catalyst, two drunk guys got in a fight and suddenly, there were four cops beating them to the ground with batons. I walked right through the middle of it. Got my burrito, went back to Perg's and found out they all went to Saturn. Ended up there, practically fell asleep in french fries, and ended up asleep by 3:30.
Saturday: Woke up in the fog at 9:30 for the 10:00 graduations. Drove Nicole and Morgan to Porter, went home and grabbed my camera, and by the time I parked, it was 11 am. Ran to the quarry and saw Heath and Quinn graduate. Went to lunch with Heath's family- now I know where he gets it from. The middle of the day was marked with more smoking with Adrienne, a nap, then I bought tiki torches for the graduation party. True to form, no one showed up until 11, and I (and I think Audra as well) ended up getting kind of shitfaced off margaritas.
Today or tomorrow, I think I'm going to the river. Who's with me?