poor Darkwing…. I'll miss you!
It's been a LJ friend week!
First, I met
Tommorow is going to be a test of the “i changed my permanent schedule” broadcast system. Please stand by.
Jasper just told me his friend had sex in the cornmaze! I want to do that!
Ok. Basically, the last few nights have been low energy, but all of a sudden I’m getting all psyched up… could it be 9 hours sleep last night? I’m talking to Anjie…. we are going to go RAMPAGE!!! WRAAAAAAAAAA … cya
Everyoboy's infected!
So, tonight kicked ass. I spoke with Anjie, and we decided we needed to get out and romp. We agreed on two destinations, the Syar Rock quarry in Healdsburg, and this haunted/abandoned house on fountaingrove.
The rock quarry was absolutely amazing at night. Gangways, and platforms, and ladders, and machines. It was sooo rugged and industrial. At one point, Jeremy thinks he came in contact with a security camera because 5 minutes later a truck with a spot light showed up and we had to go unleash our commando moves and scurry for cover, lest we get destroyed. Damn…. what a blast.
Next came the haunted house. Jeremy wanted to get Dan and Chris, so we stopped by the DCK and also added Nayt and Caroline. We went to Safeway for drinks, ran into Gwen and Jeff, talked to them for 5 minutes or so which was entertaining as always. Jeff apologized for the billionth time for barfing in my car, and I reminded him for the billionth time that he barfed from my car onto pavement, and I did not care! At this point, a communal mental slip occured and we all got excited as we took bets on whether my volvo could reach 100mph. We got on the freeway and found out that I could only hit 99mph with 4 people in the car.,….. shucks…. and then we discovered the mental slip… we were supposed to pick up Caroline! Ack! I felt bad for a spell, but she ended up driving down, so all was well.
The Haunted House was a bust. We couldn’t find it. Anjie had general memories of it’s location from almost going to it a year ago, and I knew the rough area it was in, but to no avail! We ended up harassing some poor lady at the Extended Stay Hotel with our horns and Jeremy’s carolling voice!
Carrows was the next point of interest, but I chose to take Anjie home instead because we both agreed we needed to sleep so we had rampage energy for tommorow!
Sooooooooo, wonderful night! Big thank you to Anjie for a head to combine with mine so we could get the hell out of my apartment and run amok! And, now that my amok evening has concluded, I must rest. I’m very excited though, tommorow I find out how well I did on my Women’s History midterm! Yay!
OHHH AND, tommorow is Whistle’s (THE FERRET’S) BIRTHDAY …. so….. CELEBRATE!
It’s Whistles birthday! Everyone rejoice. I’m going dansink at the Guild of Death. Fantastic.
Wow…. I feel sooo good right now! Like…. yummy yummy good! I’ll have to explain this a little more later, when I don’t feel like dreaming off into fantastic oblivion!
Tommorow I might sell Darkwing…. it’s so crazy, I can’t really believe it.
It was a good week, and the week is over because Psych got cancelled! My favorite English friend Kiah was off on the east coast for a funeral, that was saddening to hear… hmm… not sure if I have much else of worth to say…nope… nothing else.
My first motorcycle has been sold off for $2050 ! I’m very sad :-/ . I shall be using these moneys to pay off my debt, hasta la vista car loan (almost, a few hundred to go after this cash influx!) !
Last night was a riot… RY – OT !
Today at work wasn’t to bad either.
Tommorow… who knows…
Tonight, where goes?
I was going to post about the crazy times that occured at my apartment last night, but then I went to work… and I came back, and I read my half written post, and finishing it seemed like a terrible idea, so you get this instead. Blah Blah Blah. Yack Yack Yack. ……… Heehee! one of these days I’ll have something decent today, but for now, be assured I’m living in the world, not in the words!
Death Guild was a blast, talked to a few people, met some new people, danced, and slept through both car rides! Yay!
Tommorow should be terribly good, at least I hope so, and for that I’m very excited.
Whistles is acting very snuggly right now, I think he wants me to go to bed so he can leach some warmth… he keeps giving me his parental, disapproving, “it’s late!!!!” stair to… it’s disconcerting, especially when I’m trying to write, and I know he’s right…. Goodnight!