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7.11.2004

Weekend Update with Tony Snow...

So this weekend wasn't that bad despite some earlier problems. We planned a weekend after my previous one fell threw, involing Sam, Phil, and myself. We did want Dan to come, but he had work :-(.

So BY SOME MIRACLE OF GOD, WE ALL HAD RIDES...I'm telling you that is an extremely rare occurence. Right up there with Planetary Alignment or bathing for some people. so we didn't do anything special, we played card...and more card. It was fun though, we were among friends, And Cammy was there so it was great. I'm sure pictures are available somewhere. We talked about how Chantel, the blind girl in our school, is really kinda nasty, and made horrible fun of her. I'm pretty sure there is a video of our exploits somewhere out there.

And then Sam was brought home when Smashley came home from her whoring. Then Phil, who slept over if you couldn't tell yet, and I watched beaches. I admit it....I cried. But you have to understand. That whole Wind Beneath my Wings song has a different meaning for me. They played it at my Grandfather's funeral and that night was actually one year since his death. So anyway...on to greener pastures...

Then the next day we did the same thing...Phil and I played card while being plagued by my Brister. Then Sam came over, but Dan couldn't make as per he made other plans. Phil and Sam got really mad at him, and I don't really care one way or another. But Sam absolutely crush Stoney's spirit. Somehow Nicole got involved, and Sam and her tangoed. You can ask me for a sample of their convo. So becuase I didn't get pissed at Dan, I am assumed to have a crush on him. I don't, but they won't believe me anyways.

Then we played cards...again. If you are curious...we Play rummy, and I really like it. And its pretty sad that they had to teach me :-/.

So then Today, Monday, It was back to the SS Internment camp. Today we did our Daily grammar shit, and then we did analogies :-DDDDDDDDD not. I was so excited to revisit fourth grade materials that I almost wet myself. Grandma dropped me off today, and wouldnt let me take the car to begin with, even though I asked. On the return trip, I asked if I could take it, and she said that she had to put gas in it first. What exactly that means...I don't know...

Getting that car is like the fucking Survivor challenge. In order to get any car (Ysler, Ion, or Treppy) I have to do a fucking challenge. To get Ysler yesterday I had to lay in a bed of cockroaches.

To get Treppy today I can't even imagine what I have to do, but I do have to run...I'm late for my fucking Immunity Challenge.


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