I got some people over at my house, which is not uncommon, I miss private time and silence. Anyway, the weekend...
Sunday Sunday Sunday
SgFl BBQ.
Good times! Fuck yeah. Got into Tampa around 1.45pm Uncle Sebsis guided me thru and we got into the pavilion Batattak had so graciously reserved. It really wasn't that hard picking us out, the only bunch in all black wear in the park. HAHA! Stacey and Starr, our official Sg were there. We had an awesome day. Between Sebsis storytelling time and Chipawa's walk on hot coals it was the best Sunday I've had in a long time. Pheagey's ghetto blaster was at hand when in need of some loud music and the 300 Jell-O shots made by Leah and starr were all gone by 4pm. Mind you we were around 20, Damn Drunks! hehe. By the way, Starr is The Alcohol Fairy, she wanted everyone to be fucked up and we gadly accepted. hehe...Good thing HookedonGothics brought some "discreet" whiskey and wine coolers. Iron Chef Batattack kept the grill running all afternoon and in between talks of Skinny Puppy, Sg land, radioactive catfish, Boston and leah's fear of bugs the evening rolled on. We later moved on to batattack records HQ and kept our little shindig going. I can stress it enough it was fucking kick-ass!
My drive back was good until I was getting close to Orlando and the weather got fucked up. There was a tornado warning issued for the Orlando and Kissimmee area, it looked like the tornado was about to break out at any point so my plans to join Contradiction for karaoke fell thru. Too bad I guess next time. That's it. Now I'm at work back in this alternate universe but here's to good times...
Later.
Ciao>G...
Sunday Sunday Sunday
SgFl BBQ.
Good times! Fuck yeah. Got into Tampa around 1.45pm Uncle Sebsis guided me thru and we got into the pavilion Batattak had so graciously reserved. It really wasn't that hard picking us out, the only bunch in all black wear in the park. HAHA! Stacey and Starr, our official Sg were there. We had an awesome day. Between Sebsis storytelling time and Chipawa's walk on hot coals it was the best Sunday I've had in a long time. Pheagey's ghetto blaster was at hand when in need of some loud music and the 300 Jell-O shots made by Leah and starr were all gone by 4pm. Mind you we were around 20, Damn Drunks! hehe. By the way, Starr is The Alcohol Fairy, she wanted everyone to be fucked up and we gadly accepted. hehe...Good thing HookedonGothics brought some "discreet" whiskey and wine coolers. Iron Chef Batattack kept the grill running all afternoon and in between talks of Skinny Puppy, Sg land, radioactive catfish, Boston and leah's fear of bugs the evening rolled on. We later moved on to batattack records HQ and kept our little shindig going. I can stress it enough it was fucking kick-ass!
My drive back was good until I was getting close to Orlando and the weather got fucked up. There was a tornado warning issued for the Orlando and Kissimmee area, it looked like the tornado was about to break out at any point so my plans to join Contradiction for karaoke fell thru. Too bad I guess next time. That's it. Now I'm at work back in this alternate universe but here's to good times...
Later.
Ciao>G...
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I'm glad our company cleared out, even though he is like the German brother I never had, because I like my quiet time, too. Today has been all about being doped-up on Claritin and laundry, laundry, laundry. Pretty effin' exciting, huh? Later, mi amor (w/ rolled 'r' sound), K
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