**edited 10:30 a.m. Sunday** I awoke to the sound of two weed whackers grinding away at my horrid lawn. It was my alarm clock. Figured I'd stay awake since my mom's coming down. Called her, she was thrilled I was awake and coherent, and she'll be here in 45 minutes. The strangers weed whacking my yard turned out to be my Pop and a neighbor, who teamed up to cut my lawn since it grew three feet in three days and looked whte trash as shit. He knocked on the door and i let him in, and he proceeded to bitch at me for the lawn and for getting a job. Yeah yeah blah blah I fucking KNOW, ok?? Jesus christ.... So now I go shower.
Remember to watch Viva La Bam tonight at 9:00 p.m. on MTV, get a taste of what I LOVE about Mr. Margera!!! Wildboyz to follow, also fucking kick ass! My Sunday Stew is BACK!! *muah*
**Update 6:12 p.m.**
My mom came over around 11 or so, we headed to the mall to pick up her ring she had sized and had a stone replaced in, ate lunch, cruised a couple stores... Went into Pac Sun, and LOOK WHAT I FOUND!!
My mom bought it for me!! She rocks so much. That was an awesome bonus.
My friend has one just like it and I've been begging him for it, and he was like Uh, No. So I sent him a text message bragging on that fact that i got one, I was like "Hah! Now I have my OWN Bam buckle!" and he wrote me back with "Well i guess i better take back the one I got you." I was like AWWWW THAT IS SO FUCKIN SWEET! But it's the thought that counts. 
What a doll.
So my mom and I drove 45 minutes to my brother's juvie hall, in Waldorf MD, and when we got there - of COURSE I couldn't go in. So I sat in the car for two hours. I brought a book in case this happened, so I was actually okay, except I had to piss like a racehorse by the time mom came out at 4:00. My mom told me I can call and speak to a certain person to get special admission to see Ken during the week, so I am going to visit him this week one day. Ken's really unhappy in there, but his tune has changed in a week already, he says "No more trouble, drinking, drugs, or stupid shit... I'm gettin out of here and getting a job and doing right." I hope that attitude lasts. Mom said he was really sad when she had to leave. Turns out Ken got put in the main population when they put him in, and he got beat up the first day, but then they corrected it after looking at the paperwork and put him in the Sheltered ward, where he belongs, which still sucks but is better. (It's the mental side for the crazies, so I guess that does still suck.) Ken wrote me a letter while Mom was visitng him, I know the quality's not so great, but it was so awesome I had to try and post pics of it:
He knows me so well! I love the heartogram instead of a regular heart! haha. And of course, typical little brother shit:
Yeah he had to draw a cock n balls, didn't he? haha Made me laugh though. He says in the letter, "yeah so, I love you and miss you, so here's your fuckin letter so write me back." Can you feel the love? hah
And now I'm home, probably going to Federal Hill again tonight in the city to see a DJ spin at the Sky Lounge. I hear that place is hot, I've never been. Should be purty damn cool.
Oh, and here's a pic of my ex Steve's band playing at the Funk Box last night (my camera does not like the bar atmosphere, I've found, so the pics didn't come out so great. Steve's the drummer. Yay!)
From left to right we have: Nik the lead guitarist, Steve back on drums, Brooklyn the singer, Jeremy the bassist, and Jon WAAAY on the right behind Jeremy on rhythm guitar. They put on an EXCELLENT show and I was very proud of Steve, although I am quite disappointed in him right now because he did not come out to say Hello to anyone after their set, it was really rude.
OK, so that's all, hope everyone's enjoyed their weekend so far. xoxo!
Remember to watch Viva La Bam tonight at 9:00 p.m. on MTV, get a taste of what I LOVE about Mr. Margera!!! Wildboyz to follow, also fucking kick ass! My Sunday Stew is BACK!! *muah*
**Update 6:12 p.m.**
My mom came over around 11 or so, we headed to the mall to pick up her ring she had sized and had a stone replaced in, ate lunch, cruised a couple stores... Went into Pac Sun, and LOOK WHAT I FOUND!!
My mom bought it for me!! She rocks so much. That was an awesome bonus.
My friend has one just like it and I've been begging him for it, and he was like Uh, No. So I sent him a text message bragging on that fact that i got one, I was like "Hah! Now I have my OWN Bam buckle!" and he wrote me back with "Well i guess i better take back the one I got you." I was like AWWWW THAT IS SO FUCKIN SWEET! But it's the thought that counts. What a doll.
So my mom and I drove 45 minutes to my brother's juvie hall, in Waldorf MD, and when we got there - of COURSE I couldn't go in. So I sat in the car for two hours. I brought a book in case this happened, so I was actually okay, except I had to piss like a racehorse by the time mom came out at 4:00. My mom told me I can call and speak to a certain person to get special admission to see Ken during the week, so I am going to visit him this week one day. Ken's really unhappy in there, but his tune has changed in a week already, he says "No more trouble, drinking, drugs, or stupid shit... I'm gettin out of here and getting a job and doing right." I hope that attitude lasts. Mom said he was really sad when she had to leave. Turns out Ken got put in the main population when they put him in, and he got beat up the first day, but then they corrected it after looking at the paperwork and put him in the Sheltered ward, where he belongs, which still sucks but is better. (It's the mental side for the crazies, so I guess that does still suck.) Ken wrote me a letter while Mom was visitng him, I know the quality's not so great, but it was so awesome I had to try and post pics of it:
He knows me so well! I love the heartogram instead of a regular heart! haha. And of course, typical little brother shit:
Yeah he had to draw a cock n balls, didn't he? haha Made me laugh though. He says in the letter, "yeah so, I love you and miss you, so here's your fuckin letter so write me back." Can you feel the love? hah
And now I'm home, probably going to Federal Hill again tonight in the city to see a DJ spin at the Sky Lounge. I hear that place is hot, I've never been. Should be purty damn cool.
Oh, and here's a pic of my ex Steve's band playing at the Funk Box last night (my camera does not like the bar atmosphere, I've found, so the pics didn't come out so great. Steve's the drummer. Yay!)
From left to right we have: Nik the lead guitarist, Steve back on drums, Brooklyn the singer, Jeremy the bassist, and Jon WAAAY on the right behind Jeremy on rhythm guitar. They put on an EXCELLENT show and I was very proud of Steve, although I am quite disappointed in him right now because he did not come out to say Hello to anyone after their set, it was really rude.
OK, so that's all, hope everyone's enjoyed their weekend so far. xoxo!
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murder_tramp:
The letter from your bro is cute, it reminds me of something my little brother would do. I hope everything does work out for him. My brother is going to juvie if he makes one more mistake, but I'm trying to keep him from it. I think he'll improve if I can get custody of him and have him come live with me. Ah well, sounds like mostly you had a good day.
metaleric:
Bam was on tonight? New one? NOOOOOOOO!! I missed it! Damn! I wish I would have came here earlier. I need to find out when they'll show it again.