Highlights of the past twenty four hours:
Went to a wedding reception in Strongsville as the date of the Maid of Honour, my friend Laurali.
Got to sit with Laura's Momma Cicero, Grandma, and Lesbian Aunts. All very cool. Took many smoke breaks with Mom/Grandma/1 Lesbian Aunt. They loved me.
Drank a lot of free alcohol.
Went to the bar at the hotel afterwards; drank more, smoked more, watched people playing Left, Right, Center.
Grandma, Mom, Laurali, and myself, among others, get hungry and go to Denny's at around 1:30.
I tell dozens of off-colour jokes to generally possitive response. "What do ten thousand battered women have in common? They just don't fucking listen!!" was a particular favourite.
Leave Denny's at four a.m.
Go back to the hotel to play Twister with the twentysomethings. Also cover some guy with toilet paper, a shoe, and the twister box. I'm the Twister caller, since I don't really play. Very entertaining. There was farting and accusations of cheating.
Knock on the door from white trash who have the wrong room; they offer for us to come down the hall and party with them. Supposedly they have cocaine. We demure.
Go to bed. Sleep for seven hours.
Wake up, hug Mom and Grandma and Laurali goodbye. Go buy an ottoman at Parmatown mall. Get Great Steak and Fry (what happened to Potato?) fries and an Oranga Julius. Haven't had an Orange Julius since the last tiem I went to Parmatown about five years ago.
Go home. Play Megaman. Whew. Exhausted. Adam's coming over to play Magic: the Gathering. He's really relapsed, worse than I did. He bought $20 worth of rares on eBay.
Fag.
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Edit: Oh, I forGOT!
I found the greatest treasure I've ever found in my change jar:
A 1888 Indian Head penny!
That's my first Indian Head. I have about fifty or sixty wheat cents, but no Indian Head. Next goals: steel penny and Mercury Dime.
I also got some Susan B's , a '51 Wheat Cent, and a Barbados dolla.
Went to a wedding reception in Strongsville as the date of the Maid of Honour, my friend Laurali.
Got to sit with Laura's Momma Cicero, Grandma, and Lesbian Aunts. All very cool. Took many smoke breaks with Mom/Grandma/1 Lesbian Aunt. They loved me.
Drank a lot of free alcohol.
Went to the bar at the hotel afterwards; drank more, smoked more, watched people playing Left, Right, Center.
Grandma, Mom, Laurali, and myself, among others, get hungry and go to Denny's at around 1:30.
I tell dozens of off-colour jokes to generally possitive response. "What do ten thousand battered women have in common? They just don't fucking listen!!" was a particular favourite.
Leave Denny's at four a.m.
Go back to the hotel to play Twister with the twentysomethings. Also cover some guy with toilet paper, a shoe, and the twister box. I'm the Twister caller, since I don't really play. Very entertaining. There was farting and accusations of cheating.
Knock on the door from white trash who have the wrong room; they offer for us to come down the hall and party with them. Supposedly they have cocaine. We demure.
Go to bed. Sleep for seven hours.
Wake up, hug Mom and Grandma and Laurali goodbye. Go buy an ottoman at Parmatown mall. Get Great Steak and Fry (what happened to Potato?) fries and an Oranga Julius. Haven't had an Orange Julius since the last tiem I went to Parmatown about five years ago.
Go home. Play Megaman. Whew. Exhausted. Adam's coming over to play Magic: the Gathering. He's really relapsed, worse than I did. He bought $20 worth of rares on eBay.
Fag.
Δ
Edit: Oh, I forGOT!
I found the greatest treasure I've ever found in my change jar:
A 1888 Indian Head penny!
That's my first Indian Head. I have about fifty or sixty wheat cents, but no Indian Head. Next goals: steel penny and Mercury Dime.
I also got some Susan B's , a '51 Wheat Cent, and a Barbados dolla.
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I found a penny once with the copper taken off -- a 1982 penny of pure zinc. I think that can be done with nitric acid or something.
Hey Cig. I'm back!