Damn our lives are really funny. Eh I guess I'll start with yesterday. I went to my uncle's with my dad because he was having his annual huge barbecue thing at his house. I mean...tons of people there. Which means...............TONS of booze. And I was totally in the mood to drink from all the stuff that has been happening lately. So we got there and I said Hi to a few people, mostly there were a bunch of people there that I didn't know but oh well.....I don't care. And then I saw the cooler-thing that said RUM PUNCH on the front of it. Score. So I drank a little and it didn't seem to have like...any alcohol in it....so I filled my glass up. Did nothing. So I had another. And another. And another......you get the idea. WELL. That shit caught up with me all at once. I drank like 4 of them...not small cups, mind you... So it all hit me at once. The bad part was that by that time I was already well into my first Rockstar-Vodka mix. So I was like WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! It was great. Steve felt the need to compete with me, however. But I had a head start. Ha. Ugh. After a few minutes when it had fully hit me I could no longer walk so I went into the room with the TV and sat down. Being the idiot that I am, I got another Rockstar-Vodka, but this one had some rum in it because there wasn't enough Rockstar. It was like....crazy. I have never been so drunk in my life. I waited a while and then ventured out to my dad's car and passed out on the back seat. I dunno how long I was out there....then I went back inside. Then some other stuff happened, not entirely sure what, and I woke up later in the back seat of my dad's car again. The lame part is that I had a few people that were interested in having me draw something for them for money but I was too drunk off my ass to talk to them about it. I think what made it really bad was that I hadn't eaten anything at all that day. Even when everybody was eating I couldn't because I felt ill from drinking so much so quickly. Blech. I dunno what time I got home...it was late, tho. We were the last people to leave my uncle's. I managed to find my way into my bedroom, but I couldn't really sleep because I was so completely dehydrated. I must have had 3 bottles of water last night. It was really weird. But I woke up this morning with a killer hangover. And my dad had only had 3 beers last night so he was fine today. Lucky for me I didn't sleep at his place. But he called me at like 9 this morning trying to wake me up. Hahaha. Right. But I felt soooooo extremely sick still....it was baaaaad. And now just thinking about drinking Rockstar or any other kind of energy drink makes me want to...well...die? So I won't be having any of that anytime soon...which kinda sucks because I have 6 more at my house I think. Oh well. That pretty much concludes my Saturday-party-experience. Other than when I woke up this morning I found little beer cap things in my pockets and I don't remember drinking beer at the party....odd.... Haha so today. Was funny. First I was hung over from last night's er...festivities. And then we went to Pasadena to see if we could get some school shopping done. And I wanted to go to the Staples Center to see if I could get some tickets to see Tool there. Turns out they only had crappy seats for sale so I passed it up and I'm gonna look to see if they're playing anywhere else in CA... So we were on our way back from Pasadena, right? On the freeway by Glendale kinda. And the car starts making strange noises. So I was like laughing about how it always seems to be us that these things happen to...like our car making strange noises... And then I look up and I see the woman in the car next to us frantically waving for us to pull over. Whaaaaat....? Then smoke starts billowing out from under our hood..... And the noise gets even louder..... Ugh. ALWAYS us. So my dad pulled over just in time for the car to completely...die....... In the middle of the freeway, mind you. Not in a lane or anything but in the middle nevertheless. And my dad is freaking out going GET OUT OF THE CAR QUICKLY GET ANYTHING YOU DON'T WANT BLOWN UP and things like that and we're freaking out...it was almost amusing now that I think about it but I totally was expecting the car to explode or something. I mean it would only make sense..... But it didn't. My dad wouldn't call Triple A or the highway patrol or anyone, tho. He called his brother. The one that had the party last night. He was rather hung over as well. So we waited on the side of the highway for about two hours for my uncle to arrive...and he finally did....so it was about 3 hours before we left. Then we took the car to this oil place and now I'm here. And my dad doesn't have a car. Interesting. Mommy was too wrapped up in her own life to even get me when I was stranded in the middle of the freeway. Ha. Haha. Apparently today was Ron's last day in the area before he was scheduled to go to this island for a week. So she had to be with him until the very last second when he got on the plane. So she couldn't help me. Oh well. I lived. Ok I'm done rambling. Today was just.......interesting. Our family seems to have a lot of...interesting...days. Oh yeah I'm going out with Dave this week to see the new scary movie that's out...The Descent? So that should be cool...I hope........