Friday, July 9, 2010

I think I've stopped liking things on facebook altogether

What has the world come to?

Texting.

It's infected pretty much everyone, most recently my parents.

I woke up this morning and before I had even rolled out of bed, my entire family was mad at me.

And what did they do to convey their displeasure?

They texted me.



Faith in humanity level is dropping to zero.




So let's recap to Wednesday.

It's about 4 in the morning, and I set an alarm for 10 and 10:10 to be awake and ready for work at 12:30.

10:00 and 10:10 pass, and before I know it it's 11:30 and my Mom is talking to me in a slightly panicked voice asking why I wasn't up.

I spaz out, and fall out of bed.

"Well, I'm gonna go shower..." She says as I get to my feet

"No wait I need to shower!"

"Okay you shower"

"Okay I'm gonna go eat breakfast"

"Okay.... So I am gonna go shower now then."

"No Mom I need to shower for work"



Then I finally wake all the way up as my Mom walks out of my room in a confused storm.



An hour later, I enter the rockwall room at work the usual complete pandemonium.

Guess who is back?

Isaac, from a few blogs ago. The naked streaker swearing kid, cute as ever yet still a complete devil.

As of yet, no stories about him. I'm sure there will be some though.

The story from Wednesday is this:

Some kid is swimming in the indoor pool, and needs to go to the bathroom.

But nah, he is having SO MUCH FUN SWIMMING, that the kid just doesn't, and takes a dump in the freaking pool.

So all of the swim lessons had to be moved to the outdoor pool, where the camp kids swim.

Good ol Alden informs us that the pool can only legally take about half of the camp kids.

So Tyson and I get charged with the task of watching the 25+ children not swimming.

It was nothing we couldn't handle, but it was tiring. Kids running around yelling climbing on furniture and running into eachother.

At the height of the chaos, I turn around after talking to a group of kids, to see Tyson.

Tyson is laying face down on the carpet.

I walk up and pretty much convey my wtfness with my face, and he replies "I give up"

It's at this point that Isaac comes up and sits on Tysons head until he finally sits back up and gets back to work.

The rest of the workday went pretty quickly and uneventfully.

After work I came home, and managed to fall asleep until about 8:00pm.

I meet up with Josh and we decide to go to Best Buy, and meet in the Albersons parking lot.

Just as we are about to leave, Josh informs me Ariel and Ashley are devoid of anything cool to do, and have resorted to hanging out with us. So we wait for them, and mob over to Best Buy.

Which is closed.

Luckily G-Dawg (Gareth) told us to come to his house.

So we did, where we sat in his room for about 20 minutes before me desire to watch Pineapple Express overcame me and we made our way to my house to watch it.

Or we tried, about 45 minutes in there was suddenly no sound. Not sure what happened there.... Still.

Around then, Kaden showed up followed by Mick. We decide to play Black Jack.

Thankfully it wasn't for realsies, or I'd be out 20 bucks. At some point during poker, Dani, Amber, and Tyson joined the party, and suddenly there are way too many people in my house and it's starting to get late.

We migrate outside, and do what we do: take pictures.

Slowly people began to leave, until it was down to Me, Josh, Gareth, Mick, Amber, and Dani.

The next few hours of my summer will go down as some of the best.

After a bit more sitting around, we introduce star tripping to the people who haven't done it.

We then realize how nice of a night it is, and we do the legit thing where we lay with our heads in a circle and look at the sky.

Sadly the sky was kinda hard to see due to the flash from my camera burned into my eyes from trying to take pictures.

Suddenly, everyone is hungry as balls and we go to Albertsons (my fourth time in the 24 hour period.)

For some reason there are inflatable dolphins on display outside the store, and 8 dollars later Mick is the proud owner of Mr. Fresh the dolphin.

It wasn't until ownership of Mr. Fresh had been transferred from Albertsons to Mick that we realized there was less than no room in Mick's suby for him.

Not to worry though, Mr. Fresh.

Our new dolphin pal rode back to my house on top of Mick's car, held down by Josh and I.

After we return to my abode and notice the time and the realization that work is in a few hours, everyone heads home and I finally go to sleep.

Finally we are at today.


All of my energy went into writing about 2 days ago.... So today's blog will be brief.


Albertsons parking lot. Some douche throws some sort explosive that was extremely loud.

A few minutes later, Mick swears that he sees Laurel enter the store, and Amber him and I enter the store to try to find her and say hayyyy.

After unsuccessfully searching the store, we go back to the parking lot to discover that we are no longer welcome, and are now in fact extremely not welcome and we should get the hell out before cops are called.

So we migrated from the Albertsons parking lot to the park on Keene.

Chilling and sardines. Then I went home, and I'm blogging.



Extremely long blog that has been in the making for the past few days is coming soon.


Now I have work in a few hours, and then the weekend. Yeawhoo!


Also, do you have headphones and a few minutes to kill?

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