back in good ol' s.a. and as always it feels nice to be home.....Fuck, i had a ridiculous two weeks. And now, simply for documentation purposes, a run-on recap*.
...ok, lets start.... went down to the valley for about a week, hung out with family, hung out with friends, mostly layed around doing nothing..then came vegas, had a great drunken time trying not to gambling (well, as much as my buddies did..), still lost a good chunk of money, didnt care, wandered around a lot after the group i went with went to sleep, stole a pair of sunglasses from the hotel lobby store at one point, got kicked out of a tiki-hawaii themed bar, decided a 2 dollar hotdog and beer combo was a good idea, found out it wasnt, experienced some pretty bad turbulence on the way back to texas both internal and external, plane landed in austin, realized austin had been raped by mother nature while we were gone ,started feeling like my body was starting a process of retaliation due to vegas, got to San antonio the next day, played a show with yoshi, show went well, drove up to houston with my friend lindsay, ate some pretty sushi with jicama, RADIOHEAD, toll both thing, got back to SA around 4 or 5 am, went down to the valley again, practiced a little with big league, went up to the island for the scheduled show, came to find out show was being run by a bunch of kids from high school, most of them rich fuck ups, decide to get drunk, played the show, foreseen shit response was handed to us, decided to continue my journey into inebriation, ended up at the beach, decided talking to the late night beach attendee's was a good idea, ended up trying to cheer up a depressed middle aged guy by using hippie logic, probably weirded him out, got kicked out of our hotel room for some bullshit excuse, ended up staying at one of my brother's friend's places, next morning woke up drove back to mcallen, had some family time, tried to hang out with some mcallen friends but too tired, went home, had shit sleep due to a couple of "distractions", woke up, found wii fit in my parents room, hooked it up, rock. found out a high school "friend's" father had passed away, felt kind of awkward due to not really knowing the guy very well, in fact ive stated that i kind of disliked him but i got invited to the rosary anyway, went to the rosary because im not a soulless asshole, although i probably should have been, came back home, had long phone conversation with a friend about our relationship and how it had kind of ended up somewhere i didnt want it to, sleep.
...and now im back in san antonio! if you actually read that then your a better friend than i thought, or extremely bored. Either way, this was for documentation purposes only. So even though i might come across some pictures of my 2 week adventure, ill probably be too lazy to put them up.. but then again who knows..... Ive been meaning to release some of the pressure in my head recently, and i feel like it might come soon and in a form of a possibly entertaining emotional rant. beware.
*(run-on recap brought to do you by the comma. with out it, lazy grammatical inaccuracies would be impossible!)
...ok, lets start.... went down to the valley for about a week, hung out with family, hung out with friends, mostly layed around doing nothing..then came vegas, had a great drunken time trying not to gambling (well, as much as my buddies did..), still lost a good chunk of money, didnt care, wandered around a lot after the group i went with went to sleep, stole a pair of sunglasses from the hotel lobby store at one point, got kicked out of a tiki-hawaii themed bar, decided a 2 dollar hotdog and beer combo was a good idea, found out it wasnt, experienced some pretty bad turbulence on the way back to texas both internal and external, plane landed in austin, realized austin had been raped by mother nature while we were gone ,started feeling like my body was starting a process of retaliation due to vegas, got to San antonio the next day, played a show with yoshi, show went well, drove up to houston with my friend lindsay, ate some pretty sushi with jicama, RADIOHEAD, toll both thing, got back to SA around 4 or 5 am, went down to the valley again, practiced a little with big league, went up to the island for the scheduled show, came to find out show was being run by a bunch of kids from high school, most of them rich fuck ups, decide to get drunk, played the show, foreseen shit response was handed to us, decided to continue my journey into inebriation, ended up at the beach, decided talking to the late night beach attendee's was a good idea, ended up trying to cheer up a depressed middle aged guy by using hippie logic, probably weirded him out, got kicked out of our hotel room for some bullshit excuse, ended up staying at one of my brother's friend's places, next morning woke up drove back to mcallen, had some family time, tried to hang out with some mcallen friends but too tired, went home, had shit sleep due to a couple of "distractions", woke up, found wii fit in my parents room, hooked it up, rock. found out a high school "friend's" father had passed away, felt kind of awkward due to not really knowing the guy very well, in fact ive stated that i kind of disliked him but i got invited to the rosary anyway, went to the rosary because im not a soulless asshole, although i probably should have been, came back home, had long phone conversation with a friend about our relationship and how it had kind of ended up somewhere i didnt want it to, sleep.
...and now im back in san antonio! if you actually read that then your a better friend than i thought, or extremely bored. Either way, this was for documentation purposes only. So even though i might come across some pictures of my 2 week adventure, ill probably be too lazy to put them up.. but then again who knows..... Ive been meaning to release some of the pressure in my head recently, and i feel like it might come soon and in a form of a possibly entertaining emotional rant. beware.
*(run-on recap brought to do you by the comma. with out it, lazy grammatical inaccuracies would be impossible!)
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2) Hippie logic sometimes works.
So you stayed at the Treasure Island, huh? Who did you go down there with?