Monday, June 27, 2005

what the fuck is this? my entries are centered, stupid blogger is turning into livejournal. now i'm going to have to try to fix it... boo.


i love nin the fragile, left disk, please. it's all i can listen too, over and over again.


so this weekend laura's dad's didn't work out. but if i can't get shrooms for luke and i for the 4th i'll go up there with her.


on saturday i had this family thing. my great uncle dale died a few months ago so saturday was a celebration of his life. a lot of my family was there, and i didn't know anyone. i mean my family is like not close what-so-ever. it was nice to see my great aunt donna, her two kids where there too, and it was good talking to them now that i'm not a baby. her daughter (who lives in CA also) was telling me about this hippie town that i need to go and see. her son danny travles all over. lucky. so anyway i have come to the conclusion that my family is pretty much rednecks. it's gross. that and like 872987689256 old people. amazing. there was this creepy pastor, who was missing all his teeth on the left side and most on the right. when he walked and stood still his ass stuck out. he talked like a sterotypical gay man too, with the hand thing going on as well. i stayed as far away from him as i could. far away. gave me the grossies. after the boring party my mom and i went our to our cousin greg's house, who was having a big party. i think he's in his early 50's or late 40's and he looks 29. not even kidding. plus he has like ADD and is hyper all the time. it was his birthday and he told us it's a 4 day celebration his friends take off work and all. soon my cousin rodney and his wife marsha came out. marsha, my mom and i were talking the whole time. she's one cool lady, doesn't take shit from anyone, and i like that. my mom and i have never really talked with other people in my family so it was nice finding someone cool. greg had a couple kegs so my mom and i were drinking beer with marsha and talking the whole time. these girls showed up in little skirts and tank tops and we were just slamming them right and left. i'm not the type to make fun of people (rare exceptions however, like you know who christina) but we were just rolling. one of them asked why we weren't over with everyone else (they were playing vollyball) and we said no thanks. when she was out of earshot i said b/c this is the intelligent zone, my mom and marsha cracked up. this guy who hadn't seen my mom since 1984 came over (drunk) and was all like i know who you are but i can't remember your name. well he knew tim, so he was telling us he was going to call him but then he didn't know if he should (thank god he didn't) and blah blah blah. he started in on his son and omg i wanted to tell the guy off. he kept staring at me with his glazed over eyes look like he wanted to rape me. i was really fucking creeped out. i don't like to think about it. i hope he got so drunk he doesn't remember anything so he wont remember what i look like and tell tim. there were a lot of people my mom grew up with but hadn't seen in like 20 years; so she had a good time talking with everyone. we didn't stay long enough to see the bonfire but the whole time we heard about how great his are. the flames go over the tree tops. i was thinking that this was some gross exaggeration but my mom was talking with her brother today and he said they did go over the tree tops. well over 20 feet high. some girls hair almost caught on fire. i really wanted to see my cousin amber (greg's daughter) b/c i haven't in over 4 years but she never showed up. it was past 11:00pm when we left, i'm bummed about that.


friday we went shopping and my mom bought me this volcom jacket that i've been wanting for like 2 months. it's pimp shit. i bought these killer sunglasses too.


dont' mind the water spots on the mirror.
check out the sleeve.


ooh yeah baby.


we put a towel over the window at night b/c my mom and i get creeped out.


so on friday we picked up hair stuff too, and let me tell you i love looking at all the bedhead stuff (only shit i'll use) and i want to buy everything. check back when i have my own house and money and i bet i'll have everything they make. so i bought this stuff called headbanger (fuck yeah) and it's a spray wax, OOOH BABY! it works soooo good, i get so fucking excited and happy finding awesome shit like this. gives your hair volume and texture, and boy does it ever.
hmm.


loveee


you can't really tell in these pictures but i got my hairrr dyed. brown black. oh yeah baby.


i look like a fucking creep, i took this like an hour ago for christina. i zipped up the jacket all the way so it would cover my neck. don't look at my ghetto house.


tonight laura and i went out to eat at applebee's. we had the coolest waitress, she was so fucking nice and awesome. man oh man, we left her a huge tip. after that laura and i went car shopping for her. we found 4. tomorrow i'll go test driving with her if she goes. we're excited.
i love big sunglasses. the end.

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