Alright. So I wake up at like, 12 or so, in front of the computer. I'm like "Damn I gotta work today. Hey it's my birthday!" So I'm like, in an ok mood I guess, and I'm playin around on the computer and what not. This goes on for a while, then I eat take a shower and such and go to work. Work sucked today. I had a whole bunch of shitty customers. I had some nice ones too, but a few of them sucked, and a few more were reeeeeally dumb. Like dumb in the head. Ok so I am like thinkin, "I get off work at 10:15...maybe I CAN go to that party" 'cause there was a party as you all know and I was hesitant to go. So I'm like "Yeeeeah and if not, someone will wanna go out, 'cause it'll be early!" so I get off work, I look outside and my mom's not there, so I call her. She's across the street with some people, she said she'll be right over. So I wait around for 20 minutes, she finally shows up. I'm like "finally". So the car breaks down. She tries callin people whee she was, they don't answer, so now I gotta walk over there. It's no longer across the street. It's across the street, and down the street like 10 minutes. Alright. So I'm waitin around, people are drivin back and forth. The car won't start at all. Way to ignore problems for a year mom. Oh yeah, and way to buy a Ford, that was real bright too. Geez. So I get home at like, almost 12. The car is still in Bedford. Now I'm bored off my ass, and already feelin shitty about havin to work tomorrow. Nice. What a great 3 day weekend. At least last night was cool. Hey, who wants to hear about last night? I'll only tell the last story. Me and Jon went to the tree to, well, chill for a minute and go home. Then some guy and a girl came and we scared them. The guy asked us for a cigarette and wouldn't accept the fact that neither of us smoked. After arguing with this dumbass about whether or not we smoked, which is something he obviously knew more about than we did, he started threatening to beat us up. This was about the point where me and Jon started laughing, and continued to laugh for a while, whilst he sat there yelling at us, and then left. Then we went home.

Peace. ~C

Shut the fuck up Charlie.
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