Sigh. So it was homecoming weekend here at the college and what did I do? Nothing. My last homecoming of my college career and I spent it watching tv, cruising SG, and other such things. Well, that's kind of a lie. Last night was pretty fun.
My roommate's brother, Eric, came down from NoVA for his birthday party. He brought his friend, Sander. They arrived around the middle of the day and took the canoe out on the river. I took a nap...same kind of thing, right? Heh. Well, when they came back, my roommate wasn't home yet, so I stood around directing them, as they had caught fish, and didn't know where everything was to prepare them. It was fucking freezing too (we were grilling in the car port.) So Eric taught me how to filet a fish. It was pretty fucking hard. Those bitches are slimey.
But anyway, the fish was amazing. I've decided I really like a man that can do manly things like catch and prepare fish.
Then Minda (my roommate) had her boyfriend give Eric some pot for his birthday present. I brought out my stash. Eric made some rolling papers out of the inner wrapper of the cigarette box...it was really funny and did NOT work out well. So we smoked a joint and probably like, three bowls. And we were drunk. Well, then we decided to bake a cake (the only logical next step.) Eric and I took off for 7-11 for eggs, where he insisted he wore the sleeping bag he had with him as a cape. It was rather amusing. There was a cop at the 7-11 and I got all paranoid. Not good. But we made it back home and made a fucking awesome cake.
It was so hard for me not to act like I always do when I'm drunk and invite either Eric or Sander to bed with me or something stupid like that. I wouldn't have been surprised...but I definitely found myself actively attempting to avoid that. It was kind of sad.
But anyway, John (Minda's boyfriend), Eric, Sander, and I decided we're going to build a Deck Star. It was originally a Death Star that was going to orbit the moon, but that would throw everything out of whack and the Earth would be destroyed...a couple of hippie fucks like us could never have that happen. Plus, they're all carpenters, they don't really work with metal. And Eric builds decks. So it became the Deck Star. Once they've all completed their apprenticeships under me (heh...heheheheheh) they will become my storm troopers. Eric gets the clone army, he called dibs. Sander WAS going to get a clone army, but then he lost it by saying he would go to war with Eric's army. John and I decided that would be bad for business. We're still unsure about whether we're good or evil. We're kind of thinking we'll be neutral. Play both sides for money.
Honestly, this was all very intelligent. It came out of a discussion about the unnecessary technology that America has built. And the counter-productivity of having nuclear weapons. It just got really silly as the bowl circled the table...
My roommate's brother, Eric, came down from NoVA for his birthday party. He brought his friend, Sander. They arrived around the middle of the day and took the canoe out on the river. I took a nap...same kind of thing, right? Heh. Well, when they came back, my roommate wasn't home yet, so I stood around directing them, as they had caught fish, and didn't know where everything was to prepare them. It was fucking freezing too (we were grilling in the car port.) So Eric taught me how to filet a fish. It was pretty fucking hard. Those bitches are slimey.
But anyway, the fish was amazing. I've decided I really like a man that can do manly things like catch and prepare fish.
Then Minda (my roommate) had her boyfriend give Eric some pot for his birthday present. I brought out my stash. Eric made some rolling papers out of the inner wrapper of the cigarette box...it was really funny and did NOT work out well. So we smoked a joint and probably like, three bowls. And we were drunk. Well, then we decided to bake a cake (the only logical next step.) Eric and I took off for 7-11 for eggs, where he insisted he wore the sleeping bag he had with him as a cape. It was rather amusing. There was a cop at the 7-11 and I got all paranoid. Not good. But we made it back home and made a fucking awesome cake.
It was so hard for me not to act like I always do when I'm drunk and invite either Eric or Sander to bed with me or something stupid like that. I wouldn't have been surprised...but I definitely found myself actively attempting to avoid that. It was kind of sad.
But anyway, John (Minda's boyfriend), Eric, Sander, and I decided we're going to build a Deck Star. It was originally a Death Star that was going to orbit the moon, but that would throw everything out of whack and the Earth would be destroyed...a couple of hippie fucks like us could never have that happen. Plus, they're all carpenters, they don't really work with metal. And Eric builds decks. So it became the Deck Star. Once they've all completed their apprenticeships under me (heh...heheheheheh) they will become my storm troopers. Eric gets the clone army, he called dibs. Sander WAS going to get a clone army, but then he lost it by saying he would go to war with Eric's army. John and I decided that would be bad for business. We're still unsure about whether we're good or evil. We're kind of thinking we'll be neutral. Play both sides for money.
Honestly, this was all very intelligent. It came out of a discussion about the unnecessary technology that America has built. And the counter-productivity of having nuclear weapons. It just got really silly as the bowl circled the table...
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cambria:
hahahh i dont hate sg. i just thought itd be funny to put up
jayde__:
OK, that's funny. Stuff like that happens in the newsroom all the time, only minus the pot and plus way too much caffeine. It sounds like you did have a really good time, even if you didn't go to the homecoming festivities. I think ours is in November or something.