This computer blows, so it might suck doing entrees. I'M HOME NOW! It is pppppretty sweet I'd say. Although I have a wicked bad sunburn, which is story number one. I grabbed some buddies and went fishing at 6:30 in the morning. I know, I can't believe I got up that early either. I'm a real insomniac now. Two hours of sleep usually. So we get there and I have to fix Joran and jackasse's rods. Then we finally get casting and it was just fun to chiiilllll. We just hung out on the pier with "Packy", the raccoon wearing white-indian bum. I liked him. Pretty much everyone who showed up caught a fish sooner or later. Except I think Dan and Peter, but they had mad fun anyway. Peter and myself are even making it a weekly thing. Mondays. We went shopping for his new rod yesterday, but hes gonna "shop around" first. So it should be fun. YES! 21 is on at the cheap theatre. How many of you fools have a three dollar theatre? I fuggin thought so. Oh and back on the fishing excursion, I'm omega sunburnt. I was wearing my hat and everything. If you guys don't know, I rock my Boston hat like 24/7. I was wondering why my ears hurt the most last night, and it turns out I have blisters on them. How unattractive is that? I used to be the tan guy outta my friends. I played waterpolo and swam in highschool, but since HSU I've been like sun-deprived, so I didn't even think of sunscreen. I regret that shit. I have a fatty red 'V' on my chest, my shirt was rolled up so I have red ass forearms, burnt ears, a line on my nose from my glasses, and a PERFECT outline of my swatch on my wrist. Like literally perfect. Once Jordan gives me pichas I'll put them up. Onto the dilemma, I'm vegan. I told Jordan that if I caught the fish, I would eat it. So I caught crabs and ate two of them.. I felt horrible for two reasons. 1: It hurt my stomache super bad, a mixture of lack of meat for a year and WILD ASS CRAB. 2: They were alive and I killed them. Sucks. I felt sick all night. I almost made myself throw up, but I decided I needed the nutrients anyway. I'm still eating the fish though. I already killed them, I might as well make it worth it. The weddings coming up. I decided to text Lindsay to see whats goin down. I needed to know how we were gonna handle being in the same room. She decided on not talking. Well it wasn't all her thats mean to say but yeah. That shits gonna suck sack. Plus I'm the valet parker for the wedding. How lame is that? But I am freaking cool. So I went to meet this lady from Aloha Steakhouse to see about my new job, but she decided not to show up that day. I was dressed like a douchebag in front of eveyone for a few hours. Weak. So today when I go to see her, I'm going in street clothes. Its not like I'm not gonna get the job anyway. Background on that: my rents know the owner, and hes hooking my poor ass up. So I hope she likes a baseball tee, jeans, and some nikes. I might take off my hat and fix up my hur real nice, but thats a MAYBE. Then last night me, Brandon, and Peter hung out. I had a shitton of fun. I guess Brandon was getting pissed at Peter, but I donno. I don't really care. Plus we all decided that Michael has been a twat lately. Whatta douchebag. Brandon's girl situation is shitty. All of his girlfriend have sucked, especially this last one. Theyre broken up, but shes not only semi-brain dead, but a twat too. If she pulls on more lame ass stunt, I'm driving to the "hire a killer" store. Poor poopybutt is sunburnt tooooo. My babushka. I hope she gets unburnt soon, she looks so unhappy its sad, but shes cute when she pouts so its ok. Speaking of her, Ima see if she wants to see 21 today at the cheaptheatre. I'll call and ask as I type. dialing ringing she better answe-hey! hang-up. I guess we are going at four o'clock. Shweet. I live with my puppys again! HANNAHBEAR! Plus my bearded dragon Gerard. I'm not like a lizard freak though. I got one a long time ago and just decided I liek him again. In fact I think I'm going to go play with him now. Peace out. WTF!?! When did "i have to pee" become a mood!?!?!? Sooooo many wasted moods....