Whoo hoo! Crazy night, y’all. Let me tell ya. Great way to bring in my eighteenth year. Got together with Chris, Kasey, and Liz to say farewell to Lizzifer. (Have a blast in South Carolina, Suga!) Then we headed over to Chris’s for the night. After coming to the collective agreement that we were bored, Kasey suggested walking to Walmart. Not knowing if I would be conscious in four hours (roughly the time I expected it would take), I asked if they’d rather go to what they refer to as the “Walky Park”. Chris brought a flashlight for the woods, and we had fun turning it off and scaring Kasey. Then we went and played on the swings, taking turns on the “special kid” swing. Kasey got a little queasy. (I’m making him out to be a bit of a puss, but that really wasn’t the case.)

Then I decided I was hungry and they decided they were thirsty, so off to Walmart we went. Picked up some Toaster Strudel (mmm, struuudel… hehehe) and then I realized I had a pickle craving, so we got some Zesty Dill (which I never ate). Soda was only fifty-eight cents (the Lord was smiling upon us), so we got three 2-liters. On our way out we grabbed a half-gallon of milk, because it does the body good.

Then we went back to Chris’s house and watched lame soft-core porn on his extended cable, and Kasey ended up getting a blow job from Avril Lavigne. That was different. I thought about humming Sk8er Boi, but I thought Avril might not like it. Then we all went to bed, but I didn’t get much sleep because Chris’s brother woke up early and took a shower while listening to loud and obnoxious screamy music that all sounded annoyingly like My Chemical Romance. We ate the strudel and then I learned to play blackjack, which I liked. While lounging on Chris’s bed, I heard a little burp and looked down to see Midnight (his dog) with a piece of wood on her chin and pencil shavings all over her left paw. The darling dog had eaten a pencil. She then proceeded to wash it down with toilet water. I have come to the conclusion that Chris must feed her really crap-food, so I’ve decided to have a talk with him about it.

Tonight family comes! Yay for flamly!

Peace & Love, bitches.