So for the past few days I have been moping about with fat cheeks and Vicodin in my system, drinking milkshakes and watching The Perfect Score and Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen, two very shitty movies. Yesterday was the first day I actually went somewhere since I got my teeth removed. First I called Sam because I was bored out of my mind. Then he called Tianna and Moreau because Moreau had told Sam he wanted cigarettes. They were out at Pushaw, so we went and waited on my front steps for them to come. Meanwhile, Sam called Injun' Jesse to see what he was up to, and he was off to Millinockett to pick up Caleb Cole (no one calls him just Caleb, he is Caleb Cole). Apparently Sam had gone on some drinking trips and burn tours with Injun and the boys the night before, so he was calling to see if Injun was up for it again. But he was not, as I will later detail. So after about 30 minutes we got tired of waiting for Tianna and Moreau, so we left a message on her cell to call us when she was coming and we'd give her our official location of the time. I called Calvin to get Dan's cell number, because Sam wanted Dan. Turned out Dan was sitting right next to Calvin, so we said we'd be over in a few minutes. So we walked to Calvin's to find that he and Dan were actually at Dan's, not Calvin's. The only ones at Calvin's were Becca and Mal, who tried to get me to sell them my Vics. That was a big no-go. We talked with them for a bit, then were ready to start walking to Dan's when Tianna called me back. She and Moreau came and got us, we drove to the Smoke Shop, Sam bought a carton of Marb reds for Tianna and Moreau, and then they dropped us off at Dan's. We hung out there for a bit. Sam and Dan got blazed off chronic; I sat on Dan's bed and played his guitar. Dan showed off his new bong. Whoo. Then we decided to watch Scarface, because I'd never seen it. We got about 10 minutes in, then Injun and Darcy showed up, then Calvin came up, then a few minutes later Nate showed up. Jesse started on the guitar, Darcy was freaking about Dan's dog licking her, Sam was saying a bunch of bullshit because he was stoned out of his mind, and Nate and Calvin never stop talking (which is fine, because those guys are awesome), so we didn't get much of Scarface watched. Oh well. Some other time. Eventually Dan and Injun and Darcy left for Moreau's barbecue, and though we were indeed invited, Calvin and Sam and Nate and I went back to Calvin's. I rode around on the long board for a bit, and Calvin jammed out on his skateboard. Then Caleb Cole showed up, and then Becca came back with Mal and Samone and Chelsea and Leavitt. Caleb Cole rode around on the longboard for a bit then, and said he liked it. Then we said he should try bombing Oak Street with it. After much time spent convincing him to do it, we grabbed all the boards and walked to Oak Street (the other girls took Mal's car, lazyasses) and we stood at the bottom while Caleb Cole walked to the top. You must understand that Oak Street is a disgustingly steep hill (anyone who knows Old Town at all, it's the street that the middle school is on) and you get disgustingly horrible speed wiggles on a longboard with loose berrings. So, considering the circumstances, Caleb Cole decided to luge the hill rather than surf it. So he layed down on the board and sent himself off. I'd say he was going about 35 or so. Then a car started coming from the apartment complex parking lot on Oak Street. They couldn't see caleb, and caleb couldn't see them. The timing of it was just perfect so that when they pulled out, they'd hit him. It was a horrible thing to watch. Luckily, calvin ran in front of the car as fast as he could before they could pull out, so no one got hurt. Well, not due to cars anyway. Right as he got the bottom of the decline, caleb Cole hit a bump. The board went crazy with speed wiggles, he rocked from side to side, the board flew out from under him, and there he went. Keep in mind he was still travelling at least 35 miles per hour. He skipped a few times on his back, then started to slide. He sat upright. It was the funniest ehffing thing I have ever seen. He slid for about twenty feet just sitting calmly on his ass, ripping his jeans and shirt minimally. He left a mark on the road light blue in color, about the same as his jeans. I'll have to go back today to see if it's still there. You can clearly see where he first hit, then skipped, then slid. It's just the greatest thing ever. Nate and Calvin said if they ever have a real band, they'll name it Caleb's Ass Mark. He bloodied up his hands and elbows pretty badly, but it was worth it. When asked how his ass felt, all he said was: "It's warm." And then he smiled, and we all laughed hysterically. And it is by far the greatest thing I have ever seen. caleb and his twenty foot ass mark. Afterwards we went back to Calvin's. Caleb got cleaned up, and then we hung out in the basement. I jammed on the keyboard, Nate played Calvin's acoustic, Calvin played Samurai Warriors, and I have no idea where Caleb Cole went, now that I think about it. Later Ciri, Calvin's gal-pal, came over, so Nate and I left after I had finished loading The Faint onto the Xbox, hah. We went in his basement and jammed on his and JoCo's guitars while drinking yellow sports drinks and milk. Then we went back to Calvin's, watched a bit of Yu Yu Hakusho, and then I went home around 10. All in all, yesterday was a nice day. Wow. Freakishlylongentrytothemax. Out: Gretchen