So Brian had an eventful weekend...
Thursday night- Was suppose to go to a show at the skybar with some friends...decided not to...So my friend A.J., John, and me went to a steak house called T-Bones...or Longhorns...something generic like that...Grabbed 3 22 oz. PBR's for the road...and then went to Ming Dynasty and grabbed a zombie...well let me tell you this...the scene was dead in there...so we decided to down the drink as fast as we could...and now I know why you can only get two of them...and then your cut off...Pure Cluster fuck of booze in it...So from there...we meet up with an Ecto-One looking Dr. McGillicuddy's wagon with flashing lights and everything...so we go up to it...and some hot nurses start giving us free shots and talking with us...So after about 5 shots...we left that place and went back to the steak place...Grab 3 more beers and then we call it a night...So I get home...Throw up in my driveway...and make it to my bed...after I write a hilarious note saying I need to wake up at 8...granted it was 2:30 in the morning...
Friday night- Wake up at 10...Had work at 9:30 in Boston...45 minute drive...attempt to do it...Pulled over to throw up...said fuck this...Call my work(Which is already trying to find a way to fire me...since my motivation to deliver people bills is gone) starts yelling at me saying why am I calling at 10 saying I can't come in...I very kindly say "I am throwing up while driving...I didn't have my phone so I had to drive back home to call...and all of this" They take it as a lie...and tell me to get a doctors note...So for the whole morning I am driving around looking for a walk-in clinic...with no results...So I just head to the hospital for a quick check up...Well after 2 Iv's in my arm and hand(I hate needles with a passion...so this didn't go well)...pills to make me pass out...and one cherry popsicle...oh yeah and 4 hours later...they decide I had food poisoning...from oysters?!? So I flow with it...and they give me a doctor's note and I head out...
Saturday night- Wake up...have a nice breakfest...
with Dunkins to boot...everything goes good intill I find out a girl I had a crush on...who recently decided we should go on a date...moves to Ohio...let me repeat that...Ohio...I was like...ummm...okay...good luck on what you are searching for I guess...granted this whole convo was based on the text message format...but that is life for Brian...I should make a disclaimer when I met a chick..."If you like me, and wan't to go on a date...please don't move to Ohio...or drop off the face of the earth..." That night was a little bit better...as one girl flirted with me...and me and my friends played Guitar Hero 2 like a rockstar...haha...we were swinging it behind our backs...."feeding" the guitar into the t.v., and just going crazy...atleast that was a fun highlight of my night.
Sunday night- Wake up hung over...at my friend's house...My friend decides we don't have time to drop me off at my car...so I have to drive his car which is stick(not good at driving them in traffic) and pick my car up and leave his...Well after two stall outs...I get to my car...Well parked next to me was a toyota supra turbo...they are kinda rare...and my friend has one...and he needs spare parts...so I took a quick pic so my friend knows to keep an eye out for it...and right when I take it...some dude gets in my face saying "why are you taking a pic of my car" So I tried to explain that my friend loves this car...and was just taking it so he can see your new exhaust because he has the same car as you...but all he kept saying was "what the fuck did you say" So after a couple more words exchanged and a shove or two...we went our seperate ways...
So now Brian needs an oil change and has nothing to do for a boring Sunday afternoon...anyone want in on my boredom...I'm heading to the coffee shop downtown if someone would like to message me...to entertain me...I'll be glad to return the favor...
oh yeah...p.s. I sold my guitar...as I needed the money...goodbye Taylor...didn't like your sound anyways...I'll miss you though...
Thursday night- Was suppose to go to a show at the skybar with some friends...decided not to...So my friend A.J., John, and me went to a steak house called T-Bones...or Longhorns...something generic like that...Grabbed 3 22 oz. PBR's for the road...and then went to Ming Dynasty and grabbed a zombie...well let me tell you this...the scene was dead in there...so we decided to down the drink as fast as we could...and now I know why you can only get two of them...and then your cut off...Pure Cluster fuck of booze in it...So from there...we meet up with an Ecto-One looking Dr. McGillicuddy's wagon with flashing lights and everything...so we go up to it...and some hot nurses start giving us free shots and talking with us...So after about 5 shots...we left that place and went back to the steak place...Grab 3 more beers and then we call it a night...So I get home...Throw up in my driveway...and make it to my bed...after I write a hilarious note saying I need to wake up at 8...granted it was 2:30 in the morning...
Friday night- Wake up at 10...Had work at 9:30 in Boston...45 minute drive...attempt to do it...Pulled over to throw up...said fuck this...Call my work(Which is already trying to find a way to fire me...since my motivation to deliver people bills is gone) starts yelling at me saying why am I calling at 10 saying I can't come in...I very kindly say "I am throwing up while driving...I didn't have my phone so I had to drive back home to call...and all of this" They take it as a lie...and tell me to get a doctors note...So for the whole morning I am driving around looking for a walk-in clinic...with no results...So I just head to the hospital for a quick check up...Well after 2 Iv's in my arm and hand(I hate needles with a passion...so this didn't go well)...pills to make me pass out...and one cherry popsicle...oh yeah and 4 hours later...they decide I had food poisoning...from oysters?!? So I flow with it...and they give me a doctor's note and I head out...
Saturday night- Wake up...have a nice breakfest...
with Dunkins to boot...everything goes good intill I find out a girl I had a crush on...who recently decided we should go on a date...moves to Ohio...let me repeat that...Ohio...I was like...ummm...okay...good luck on what you are searching for I guess...granted this whole convo was based on the text message format...but that is life for Brian...I should make a disclaimer when I met a chick..."If you like me, and wan't to go on a date...please don't move to Ohio...or drop off the face of the earth..." That night was a little bit better...as one girl flirted with me...and me and my friends played Guitar Hero 2 like a rockstar...haha...we were swinging it behind our backs...."feeding" the guitar into the t.v., and just going crazy...atleast that was a fun highlight of my night.
Sunday night- Wake up hung over...at my friend's house...My friend decides we don't have time to drop me off at my car...so I have to drive his car which is stick(not good at driving them in traffic) and pick my car up and leave his...Well after two stall outs...I get to my car...Well parked next to me was a toyota supra turbo...they are kinda rare...and my friend has one...and he needs spare parts...so I took a quick pic so my friend knows to keep an eye out for it...and right when I take it...some dude gets in my face saying "why are you taking a pic of my car" So I tried to explain that my friend loves this car...and was just taking it so he can see your new exhaust because he has the same car as you...but all he kept saying was "what the fuck did you say" So after a couple more words exchanged and a shove or two...we went our seperate ways...
So now Brian needs an oil change and has nothing to do for a boring Sunday afternoon...anyone want in on my boredom...I'm heading to the coffee shop downtown if someone would like to message me...to entertain me...I'll be glad to return the favor...
oh yeah...p.s. I sold my guitar...as I needed the money...goodbye Taylor...didn't like your sound anyways...I'll miss you though...
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arielle:
thanks, did I ever tell you that I'm in love with your Japanese art sleeve?
freud:
thanks for the request and +1 on the sleeve comment. it's super rad. 