1. went to rosie's, drank a little beer and a bottle of beer.
2. andy [marini]convinced me to go to the crazy horse with him to play some pool, that was preceded by another killian's and a coors light, then we went and chilled and watched people line dance, then we had another beer and a shot of jack
3. andy starts line dancing
4. jordan show's up to pick me up from the bar because i'm not trusting andy to drive me home, espically after he had the shot of absinth
5. jordan takes me to her mom's house, where i almost win at 3 games of cribbage
6. go back to jordans, cuddle up with her and fall asleep.
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2009 5 February :: 4.02pm
:: Music: T.i. - Sitting on top of the world
Phelps.
I think the media needs to get off the back of Phelps. Sure he has a picture of him smoke out of a bong. So the fuck what? Then some shitty police department starts talking about how their going to launch an investigation. On fucking what? Seriously? How the the hell are they going to launch an investigation on him over a PICTURE! for christ sakes for all they know is could have been tabacco in the bong (until phelps spoke publically on the subject). The mother fucker holds the all time gold medals, hes an American hero in millions of peoples eyes and this is the thanks he gets for it? I mean who even knows how long ago the photo was taken? i personally think its all bullshit, and if phelps whats to continue smoke a little bit of pot, fuck it. the mans earned his chance to sit back and fucking relax. Also, nobody bitch about him putting chinas shitty air in his lungs, but he puts a little THC in there and everyone losses their heads. Fuck the media, I support Phelps smoking all the pot he feels the need for. Infact, i want him to make a youtube video with all of his gold medals around his neck, and him just sitting there token. Thats just me though.
Msu - vs Indiana next, then at Ann arbor to make michigan our bitch. T-Walt is going to make Manny Harris his bitch. Bad year to be a UoM fan. Fuck them though. They fucked college football, and themselves in the ass. Go State!
response to teh fil and jess.
Dear Professor Wiese,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm in love with your cat. I think I realized it when I finally changed my underwear under the bus, and I saw you carve your initials into the elephant in the corner. I'm sure you're open enough to understand that Santa doesn't exist. I'm returning your Hannah Montana underwear to you, but I'll keep Your photo with the mustache drawn on it as a memory. You should also know that I get sick when I think of your feet and that the apartment building is on fire.
We all went out for Sara's birthday last night.
I drank..
Possibly way more than I should have, considering today I have to attend my grandma's 80th birthday party.
I don't do this whole hungover thing very well.
It's definitely not my gig.
And after the birthday party, Mike is having people over for the superbowl.
Somewhere in there I plan on falling into a deep sleep like coma and not waking up until tomorrow when I have to go to work.
And all I want right now is a back massage and something water that doesn't taste like crap.
If you want to take care of me, I would not object at this moment. haha
So it has been kind of a rough week for some, pretty normal for others, and for the rest of us certain events really had no effect.
Mike's cousin killed himself on monday.
No one is really quite sure why, but there have been accusations made.
He left a couple of notes, but things are still pretty up in the air.
Today was the funeral. Not really much crying, but then again most of the family had earlier in the week to cope with the death and slowly piece themselves together for the funeral.
the good news is that I don't have to fix the heater in the truck anymore.
the bad news is i rear ended a jeep liberty in the truck and now the truck is no more.
I was 5-6 car length's behind the liberty, there was a black Taurus in front of her that stopped abrubtly with no signal to turn into "the garage" on northland drive, i glanced over right before the liberty slammed on her brakes, jordan screamed i looked up and slammed on the brakes and before i knew it we we're slammed into the liberty. and that's how the dakota ended its life.
I excaped without a scratch, jordan has scratches and bruises on her knees, I'm just glad we're both okay, i don't know what i'd have done if she had been seriously hurt.
