Jesus fuck christ. What a god damn weekend. I mean, I love life and weekends, but this one was just so damn good.

Sunday I bolt from work early to meet up with Sonya at the Vandals. I miss their first song, but catch the rest of the show. They played all the classics, and then threw in a few covers. "Now, we're gonna play our favorite soundtrack song, from spider man 2. Dashboard confessional!" boooo "Oh wait..that's not our favorite song" and then they continue to play team america. Fuck yeah! It was good. They ended the show with Don't stop me/whatever the other name is for the song by Queen. That was fucking amazing. And I don't think more than 10 people know what the fuck was going on. Sonya looked at me afterwards and said "What the hell song was that?" She didn't know it was Queen. Shame.

Afterwards, I go back to Sonya's. We watch tv, shoot the shit. Pass out around 4 or in the morning, and wake up at 7. I take a nap in my car till she gets out of class. We go over to the New moon cafe..or something. Get breakfast, and then coffee at cafe vita.

I then swing back to Seattle, pick up Andrew and Miles, we meet my mom for Sushi in Mukilteo, then go back to Seattle to go to the Presidents of the USA.
On the way there we pick up some Sailor jerry's rum. We're trying to figure out what to do..in terms of how to get it into the show when Miles suggests "fuck it, lets just pound it in the car" Miles wins. We pound the rum. Miles doesn't drink so much, it doesn't settle with Andrew so much so he doesn't have much..so I do the bulk of the drinking. Oh how that hurt. So I'm feeling pretty good and we set out to go to Presidents now. Get there, I meet up with remj and chat with him for awhile. There's many jokes shot back and forth between him, and the people behind me.

The show was fucking awesome. And I have a little 30 seconds of fame. During the show they were talking about how they're only playing new songs cause it's a cd release party, and to hear the old ones come to the show at the paramount on saturday. I yell out "I WORK!" Chris replies "What..? oh you work? Where do you work?" I yell Whidbey island. "Would be island? Would be? oh Whidbey? Well. I guess if you weren't working you WOULD be at the show" Cue drum joke thingy. Hey. Want to see it? Good. Click this, at 20 minutes, there I am yelling drunk.
It was a really good show though. Lots of fun.
Waiting in line there were to girls I ended up talking to. Why? Cause I had to show one of them how to twiddle her thumbs, cause she didn't know how. Who the hell doesn't know how to do that? Honestly.
When I finally get to the end of the line to buy my shit, Chris looks at me and goes "Whidbey right?" And we all have a brief laugh. The fact I was known as "Whidbey" makes me a little sad. Slightly. The girls I was talking to also did the same thing. Puff.

Miles heads home, Andrew and I go back to his place, pour the rest of the rum in coke bottles and go to Beth's, and continue to get even more drunk. Jesus fuck. I don't even remember half the shit I did, but I know I pulled some stupid things. Like trying to fill other peoples coffee cups, with MY coffee. Woo.
That big blur was the end of the night.

Next day I go through all my dads old vinyls, and get about 80 awesome old rock stuff. I'm so fucking excited about listening to them all.
From there, I drive to Bri's. Meet her at her place, watch some T.V till Chels shows up, Kat shows up, Kat leaves, and then we continue to drink and drink..and drink. By the way Bri, the Vodka's in a bag under the dresser on the right of your computer. That helped wake me up. Fuck me. I slept in later than I should have, but it worked out ok. Either way. I can't even begin to mention how fucking awesome it was last night. Good times. Life is so good.

And today..well just hurt. All that drinking finally caught up to me. Ouch. Work was long.
Oh and..to ruin my awesome time? Pretty sure I can't go to PAX. I'm pretty heart broken about this.
Now I spend the rest of the night playing SSBB.