The Bassakyros crew had a bonfire party in Taylor Creek Park this Friday night. Tepid 40ozs and roasted marshmallows; flashback to childhood summers around the fire pit at the camp in NB...without the 40s. We only drink the hard shit down there. And copious amounts of Budweiser.
I have mysterious scratches on the backs of my hands, presumably from random runs into the forest to retrieve extra firewood because we kept burning it all too fast. Drew got drunk and kept trying to balance on the the logs in the fire and ended up burning his brand new shoes, as well as his leg, to shit. He left in a cab to go to the emergency room and text messaged Kyle to let him know that he was 'cool, but the cab is too umpy'. We can only assume that his taxi ride was a little too 'bumpy' for his liking.
Later on, as expected, a couple cops showed up because of the smoke from the fire and the noise. Apparently, even though there is an actual fire pit in the park you're still not supposed to use it. When we saw the flashlights a bunch of the guys fled in terror while the cops just laughed at them. Some of us stuck around to talk to them and they were just like 'make sure you put the fire out and take the bottles with you'. They stood around making fun of the guys who ran off and yelled after them into the forest. They were actually pretty funny. Unusual for an incident of public drinking, especially in conjunction with a giant fucking bonfire and my first positive experience with the cops.
Fuuuuuuck. I signed myself up for 4 extra shifts this week (unless they take one of them away because god forbid they pay us overtime) on top of the 2 days I just worked. Six day stretch it is; Saturday to Thursday, all 3-11pm. Could be brutal. Doesn't look like a busy week though, praise Allah. I must needs me some moneys, and it means I'll be pulling in just over 800 bucks this week. So I'll be gone every night this week but don't worry, I'll be on msn if you have a nightmare and need me to lull you back to sleep.
I have mysterious scratches on the backs of my hands, presumably from random runs into the forest to retrieve extra firewood because we kept burning it all too fast. Drew got drunk and kept trying to balance on the the logs in the fire and ended up burning his brand new shoes, as well as his leg, to shit. He left in a cab to go to the emergency room and text messaged Kyle to let him know that he was 'cool, but the cab is too umpy'. We can only assume that his taxi ride was a little too 'bumpy' for his liking.
Later on, as expected, a couple cops showed up because of the smoke from the fire and the noise. Apparently, even though there is an actual fire pit in the park you're still not supposed to use it. When we saw the flashlights a bunch of the guys fled in terror while the cops just laughed at them. Some of us stuck around to talk to them and they were just like 'make sure you put the fire out and take the bottles with you'. They stood around making fun of the guys who ran off and yelled after them into the forest. They were actually pretty funny. Unusual for an incident of public drinking, especially in conjunction with a giant fucking bonfire and my first positive experience with the cops.
Fuuuuuuck. I signed myself up for 4 extra shifts this week (unless they take one of them away because god forbid they pay us overtime) on top of the 2 days I just worked. Six day stretch it is; Saturday to Thursday, all 3-11pm. Could be brutal. Doesn't look like a busy week though, praise Allah. I must needs me some moneys, and it means I'll be pulling in just over 800 bucks this week. So I'll be gone every night this week but don't worry, I'll be on msn if you have a nightmare and need me to lull you back to sleep.
Thats alot of hours but the money *whistles*
I hope your doing good m'darlin' letterbomb