ShutUpBaby,IKnowIt.

1. Lets Make Moves
2. Lets Kick Rocks
3. Lets Do Thangs
(4. Where We're Going We Don't Need Roads)
Those were common catch phrases spurted from Christopher, Gareth and myself every twenty seconds. Yes, to you, they would have been annoying but to us it was brillance every night. So, to recap what happends when you mix us with liqour and other types of alcohol and a great fucking keen history to Charleston you get...
So, to get things started it was amazing to see my brother on Friday. We stayed up and spoke for hours and then eventually got to drinking in the later-later hours of the night. He went off to bed and I had to stay and wait for the Columbians; Gareth and Chris, to get in, which ended up being at a decent hour. Since it was a decent hour we felt that we should obviously drink and talk about "old" times.


Saturday was a much needed beach day; I have entitled this month's quote "beach!" We had to make sure that Gareth got his paycheck deposited and it turned out that money got "lost" some how? I don't understand how a bank can lose a check. Anyways, after sweating for a good thirty minutes in his car we decided to walk accross the street to Senior Tequila and meet our friend Chandler. Whom, I think, is making progress after what happend. He said the wedding was amazing and I'm a little upset that I didn't get invitation because he said he wanted Gareth and I there for sure but neither of us got summoned or anything. After food and picking up beer, Gareth had by this spent $100.00, we met up with my family. My niece is soooo adorable. She made me help her collect sea shells with her and piggy back her in the deep end.

Sunday was pretty much the same Alex, Conrad, Phillip and Tyler met up with us at the beach and then we headed to my house after that. Turns out I had a little party and Carly and Chris came over to join us in a game of drunk-Wii bowling. They left to go to some party but it was my brother's last night so I stayed home. It turns out after the party they went to Conrad's and swam for a while then stayed at IHOP because I was asleep by this point, I think it was around 7:00 A.M. When I woke up and called so that I could let them in the house. Hah. Sucks.
I will say one thing about Saturday night... Uhhh, almost died.

Anyways, I'll be in Columbia next weekend and I might have a show. This will be great! Pretty much going to relive what was just writen besides the Saturday night thing. There's a birthday show I'm D.J'ing but the location is in between two different places; not that far from each other though. It's for Daniel. For more info. Call me.



It's raining it's pouring, the old man...

I Am Being Like, "Yahoo and Feeling That Beat!"

I feel as if I'm the girl in the bathtub in that scene from Knocked Up, the one towards the end where she's about to go to the hospital for the "last time." So much chaotic shit has been happening but I knew that it would turn out well in the end! It has! Mainly one thing, if you know me than you know what I'm talking about, so I won't waste your time away when it's a beautiful Friday when you should be wasted! I feel that I should be celebrating but that and mourning is exactly what got me into this mess so it kinda seems pointless and/or not smart, plus I got something mean of a scratchy throat as of since Sunday. Blah. Sunday. The weekend was good but Sunday was just... Something that would happen to me but something I don't want to happen to me. Hah.
Anyways, I'm so stoked that it's Friday, mainly I wouldn't be because it would be so consistant but now that I'm a working class citizen in a Bush, soon-to-be, Obama(?) enviornment, I feel that I've slaved my week away to appreciate the weekend. Ugh. Everytime I cough though it just makes me want to go to sleep and be dumb-up. Plus, I haven't heard much of anything going on so it's kinda like, "why should I waste my gas if there is really nothing to do," feeling as well. I don't know. OKay!Okay!Okay! I quit my whineing(sic?) as of now.
I'm just going to post this last statement; a "P.S." If you will: my job is so rewarding, especially when I get the Christmas-lit faces from the elders when I bring them their medical supplies. It's rewarding and you kinda feel your "karma" boost. On top of that feeling I get my own business phone and car; the car comes with a gas card too! It's alwright but the damn hours... DAMN THESE HOURS! Oh well. I'm a grown-ass-man so I need to just put up with it(last whine before the weekend is over).

OH! For real-P.S. These new mixtapes I have are really really really good. I hope to play a show soon to show all of you. You know I keep you dancing alllllllll night!!




See you this weekend(?) Don't let me cough on ya!!