Sunday, July 15, 2001
so, i go to a rave to be belligerent and find some skanks, just as chris brings that megan girl from wild waves and 2 girls i have never met over. DAMMIT. i soooooo should have stayed home, the rave sucked because i wasn't nearly drunk enough. it had its moments. we were just being bufoons the entire night. at one point we found some traffic cones, and took up like a quarter of the dance floor because we were just like kicking them and throwing them and jumping on them and stuff. then some cock monkey raver came up and stole them from us. we were pretty mad. oh well. last night was pretty cool, but it would probably have been much more amusing to stay home, just to watch air run around and do stuff. he was off his ass. literally, his ass fell off and climbed out the window. then he fell down the stairs...twice. insanity i tell you. i don't even want to walk downstairs and view the wreckage. all i know is, i don't have to worry about the mess today. i am going home to the hardcore streets of Redmond to golf with my parents. woo hooo. it is all rainy now, shit.
