Saturday, April 25, 2009

Bethany grabbed my chest like 6 times last night.

Last night I had a nightmare that a huffy clown on stilts tried to kill me, but gave candy to all of my friends.
What a douche.

I think my dream was trying to tell me something. Like an huffy clown on stilts is going to kill me, but give candy to my friends.
So deep.

I did something to deserve it surely. I probably pushed his wife over.
Kicked a puppy.
Stole cotton candy from a young lad then spat at him.
Electrified Oprah with an electric cattle prod.
Gave Vin Diesel a wig.
Wasted my hot dog when a child in Africa could have eaten it.
Said that I enjoy Nicolas Cage movies.
Chewed with my mouth open.
Threw up on his shoes.
The list goes on and on.

Anyway, before this retarded dream I was over at Beth's for most of the day. It was nice outside once again, so we decided to go to the park. Bethany, of course, wanted to walk [damn her physical fitness]and of course this park is in another state, possibly another planet. Once we got there, two hours later, we found that the park was under construction and therefore- CLOSED.
We began our long trek back to her house when all of a sudden my back started to itch. I didn't think anything of it at first....not until Tim started screaming at me to look at my legs. They looked like someone had painted them bright red.
By the time we got home my face, back, and arms were the exact same way.
I covered myself in wet paper towels and tried not to rip my skin off until the heat rash went away...another 3 hours down the line.

After that ordeal we made mac n' cheese and koolaid. The perfect spring/summer food. And we watched a mixture of happy tree friends and kitten videos on youtube. After we had stuffed ourselves with cheese and mac and aid we agreed that we REALLY needed to go swimming. Of course, none of our pools open until labor day, so we headed for the Rec-plex.

Swimming was good. Except I have a new nickname :/
The Condom.
Yup.
Landon, Bethany's boyfriend, really enjoys dunking people, BUUUUT since I can't get water in my ears due to a massive hole in my eardrum I was pretty much safe [I say pretty much because he still splashed the hell out of me]. So after Allison and Bethany got tired of the dunkage they would cling to me saying, "YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME! I HAVE A CONDOM." Of course I started this by telling Allison "I'm done being your condom, you use me then throw me away." I should have known it would have stuck.

After pool we got into the hot tub for a little bit. The water was foamy and disgusting, but we got in anyway, against all of our best judgments. So we are sitting there when Allison warns me not to lean back, I SHOULD NOT HAVE LOOKED, there was this large disgusting pile of cum/snot/hair/herpes right behind my head. I felt like I was going to vomit. There was also dirt in the foam so we decided to leave. :/

As I get to the locker room it's not very full so Bethany and I decide we should just change there. As I'm trying to show her my cool changing trick a bunch of girls walk in giggling at me with my bra over my swimming suit. They are just a little bit younger than us so we carry on. Then a bunch of little girls walk in. They scream. My self esteem is ruined forever.

We are finally out to our cars and about to leave when Landon's truck makes a noise similar to a baby panda being gooshed by a piano. His car will not start :/
So I pull up next to him, confess I am lacking jumper cables and the wait begins.

I turn up the music in my car and we all cram into the back of Landon's truck talking about how sucky it was the first time we tried to use a tampon. Sucks to be Landon.

Once Landon's dad shows up to fix his car I take Allison home then I go home, rather exhausted. Stickam called and I watched Jon and Joe play bad video games for a couple of hours.
I really really really really really miss them and it has kinda been getting me down, so yesterday was nice.

And now we are back to the clown on stilts.

Today will not be nearly as exciting. Math homework and such.
Sorry you had to read that.

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