It was another weekend for the record books...I love my life.
Friday I left work at noon and went camping with a bunch of people I have been friends with since I started college. I got so lost in the woods it wasn't even funny. I think I may have ended up on some roads that aren't even really roads. I had no cell service, so I couldn't just call my friends and say "hey...where are you?" I saw an entire flock of deer...and prayed that they didn't decide to come charging at my car. I thought we were doing real well...no one had gotten lit on fire or seriously injured, but we got the park rangers called on us twice. The first time was at about 10:30pm...because the group of christian campers next to us said we were being "inappropriate". (Ok - we probably were.) Then they we got another visit around 12:15pm, when they came and said they had gotten a report of campers smelling weed. No one in this group of people, with the exception of me, and that is even very rare, smokes weed. So, we let the rangers search our stuff...they then went on to bother other people. It poured for a little while, so we were all covered in mud and were wet. When I got home on Saturday I stripped and hopped RIGHT in the shower. I was like "UGH...I am SO gross". (I made the mistake of leaving my camping clothes on the bedroom floor...now the bedroom smells like campfire...whoops).
Saturday I drove back from camping, ate dinner with Jon, then headed up to Trickynicki's house to hang out for a bit before the Killers concert. We went up to the Killers concert with Sucof and it POURED. It was so hard for a while that you couldn't even see. The concert started a little late, got stopped once due to the rain, and there were some giant assholes there, but the group we were with was awesome and I was surprised at the showmanship of the Killers. They were great to see live. I've gone to a lot of concerts with bands that sound nothing like their CDs do, and it's disappointing, but this wasn't the case at all. Towards the end I was just getting super cranky. I was soaked, covered in confetti (they had shot confetti cannons like 5 times and since we were all wet it just got plastered to us), and my feet were starting to kill me. While we were at the concert DevilsReject was sitting at Nicki's house waiting for us to get back. When we finally arrived at midnight, we were one great big hot mess. I was soaked and had to sit there while Nicki picked confetti off me. I had brought a spare shirt and pants, since I figure we'd get wet, but I had to leave my wet underwear on and borrow a bra from Nicki. Now that's friendship...haha. We're sitting there digging through her bra drawer and she's letting me be picky about it too. We changed and headed out to Vanity until they closed. There were no odd happenings at Vanity this time, and DevilsReject did not have to pretend to be anyone's boyfriend this time around.
After Vanity, we headed back to Nicki's house...where we all curled up and watched Full House. (Yes, we're lame). Nicki and I were munching on chips and dip and she was throwing spinach dip all over me. Haha. I was stretched out on the couch in my underwear and a tank top...Nicki kept covering me up like "For god's sake woman! Put your junk away!". We finally went to bed around 8am, and at noon boyfriend called me to make sure I was alive. So, at that point I was awake. DevilsReject and I went out to smoke and Nicki's downstairs neighbor was moving in...picture this...me in jeans, a tank top, and an SG hoodie...no bra, no shoes, still looking like a hot mess and feeling like I had been run over by a truck. DevilsReject with all his piercings and tattoos trailing right behind me. The mom of the girl moving in was like "Good morning new neighbors!" And I was like "ugh...don't live here...just visiting." We opened the door and Nicki's new boyfriend was standing outside and I just told him to go on up. Haha. We decided to leave them alone and go get lunch, then we all headed home.
As soon as I got home Jon and Mac were outside playing. She took off running to say hi, and as soon as she did she fell on the sidewalk and scraped her knee all up. So, I get home in bad shape and then am responsible for making a child cry the second I walk in. I am awesome. Now, I'm just sitting here staring at the wall and considering taking a nap.
I think after Havana this week, I will just spend all of next weekend sleeping and relaxing. I have no plans, and sometimes that bothers me, but I need a little break. I've been out and about and making trouble for the past 4 or 5 weekends. A girl's gotta get her beauty rest sometime...
Friday I left work at noon and went camping with a bunch of people I have been friends with since I started college. I got so lost in the woods it wasn't even funny. I think I may have ended up on some roads that aren't even really roads. I had no cell service, so I couldn't just call my friends and say "hey...where are you?" I saw an entire flock of deer...and prayed that they didn't decide to come charging at my car. I thought we were doing real well...no one had gotten lit on fire or seriously injured, but we got the park rangers called on us twice. The first time was at about 10:30pm...because the group of christian campers next to us said we were being "inappropriate". (Ok - we probably were.) Then they we got another visit around 12:15pm, when they came and said they had gotten a report of campers smelling weed. No one in this group of people, with the exception of me, and that is even very rare, smokes weed. So, we let the rangers search our stuff...they then went on to bother other people. It poured for a little while, so we were all covered in mud and were wet. When I got home on Saturday I stripped and hopped RIGHT in the shower. I was like "UGH...I am SO gross". (I made the mistake of leaving my camping clothes on the bedroom floor...now the bedroom smells like campfire...whoops).
Saturday I drove back from camping, ate dinner with Jon, then headed up to Trickynicki's house to hang out for a bit before the Killers concert. We went up to the Killers concert with Sucof and it POURED. It was so hard for a while that you couldn't even see. The concert started a little late, got stopped once due to the rain, and there were some giant assholes there, but the group we were with was awesome and I was surprised at the showmanship of the Killers. They were great to see live. I've gone to a lot of concerts with bands that sound nothing like their CDs do, and it's disappointing, but this wasn't the case at all. Towards the end I was just getting super cranky. I was soaked, covered in confetti (they had shot confetti cannons like 5 times and since we were all wet it just got plastered to us), and my feet were starting to kill me. While we were at the concert DevilsReject was sitting at Nicki's house waiting for us to get back. When we finally arrived at midnight, we were one great big hot mess. I was soaked and had to sit there while Nicki picked confetti off me. I had brought a spare shirt and pants, since I figure we'd get wet, but I had to leave my wet underwear on and borrow a bra from Nicki. Now that's friendship...haha. We're sitting there digging through her bra drawer and she's letting me be picky about it too. We changed and headed out to Vanity until they closed. There were no odd happenings at Vanity this time, and DevilsReject did not have to pretend to be anyone's boyfriend this time around.
After Vanity, we headed back to Nicki's house...where we all curled up and watched Full House. (Yes, we're lame). Nicki and I were munching on chips and dip and she was throwing spinach dip all over me. Haha. I was stretched out on the couch in my underwear and a tank top...Nicki kept covering me up like "For god's sake woman! Put your junk away!". We finally went to bed around 8am, and at noon boyfriend called me to make sure I was alive. So, at that point I was awake. DevilsReject and I went out to smoke and Nicki's downstairs neighbor was moving in...picture this...me in jeans, a tank top, and an SG hoodie...no bra, no shoes, still looking like a hot mess and feeling like I had been run over by a truck. DevilsReject with all his piercings and tattoos trailing right behind me. The mom of the girl moving in was like "Good morning new neighbors!" And I was like "ugh...don't live here...just visiting." We opened the door and Nicki's new boyfriend was standing outside and I just told him to go on up. Haha. We decided to leave them alone and go get lunch, then we all headed home.
As soon as I got home Jon and Mac were outside playing. She took off running to say hi, and as soon as she did she fell on the sidewalk and scraped her knee all up. So, I get home in bad shape and then am responsible for making a child cry the second I walk in. I am awesome. Now, I'm just sitting here staring at the wall and considering taking a nap.
I think after Havana this week, I will just spend all of next weekend sleeping and relaxing. I have no plans, and sometimes that bothers me, but I need a little break. I've been out and about and making trouble for the past 4 or 5 weekends. A girl's gotta get her beauty rest sometime...
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total darkness.
Thanks for the concert ticket. I will have your money on thursday at havana
..you can be my wingman