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Wow.
Today was REALLY WIERD.
REALLY FUNNY.
AND STRANGE.
At 4:30 am, kinda, Jeff and I went to O'hare airport.
And the reason why gets stranger/funnier to me as time goes on. It was to meet a fellow LJ user.
Livejournal has become so much more than a blog. It's ridiculous.
But this wasn't really all that planned or anything. But it's still strange.
I didn't know this other LJ user, but I went because it was an adventure, and I sure love my adventures.
I got lost THREE HUNDRED FUCKING TIMES on the way there, though. but, with that being said, I got to see the sunrise. For the second day in a row. J christ.
Hijinks ensued on the train back to the parking lot.
I am truly a failed pole dancer.
And I was going to do a backflip, but I realised I might wrench both arms out of their sockets. So that didn't happen.
I have many a photo from this, but i'm waiting until Jeff uploads his, because he took more. And they were more interesting.
I got home at 7:30 am and slept until 3:28 pm. I wasted 3 hours and then went to the weekly/daily/whateverly bonfire.
But first, we went to club wendy's and talked about porn.
And then we went to this amazing park and got really dizzy and tried to touch the sign and see-sawed and FUN.
parks > drugs.
Et puis, we went to the Jewels and made fun of BILL BRADSKY's HUUUGE fucking head and bow-legged stance. I went so far to imitate him that I placed an orange hazard cone over my head and kicked some cookies off of a shelf.
Right in front of a STORE SECURITY.
I threw the cone and ran away, leaving him to give a good talking-to to the non guilty parties. Apparently there was something about not disrespecting.
Apparently, baker's square makes A BIRTHDAY. CHEESE. CAKE. PIE.
I can't wait till my birthday. Not only can i have birthday cheese CAKE pie, but I can also do the whole *it's my birthday* and everyone else can do the *it's her birthday*
We couldn't steal wood, so we ended up with a mini tiki torch and having fuel flavored marshmallows.
Then, all of sudden, this HUGE MOTH comes out of nowhere.
Curiosity piqued, an investigation followed. It perched on my shoulder for a bit, even though it was freaking me out. It also chilled on sean's belt and various boobs.
Somehow, though, we hurt it.
And brian lit it on fire.
I hope you can write better, now.
I actually have a story idea in my head, for the first time in MONTHS.
Oh, perhaps it did work.
Then, we all split up. Sean, brian, and I ended up being shady in sean's nieghborhood. And the strange nantucket courts, or whatever it was called.
THE GOOD TIMES.
the good times, yes.
And they aren't killing me, though i'm still slightly all shitty in a stupid corner of my brain. These things do pass, but I know they come back. And that sucks.
EITHER WAY, there is apparently another bonfire tomorrow.
This time, bonfire included.
confirm/deny?
AND WE CAN CARPOOL AGAIN. I might have my cadillac.
MIGHT MIGHT MIGHT MIGHT MIGHT. WHEEEEEE.
WOW I LOVE TODAY.
Except for 3:30-5:30. Yeah, those two hours damn near killed everything.
bonfiresbonfiresbonfires.
And we can go back to that awesome park.