hopefully when they get back from the tour i'll be able to finish up the interview..

so i went into work today feeling like crap..i would've called in sick but it was sectaries day and it's supposed to be the busiest day of the year. hot shit if that's true that's a sad fucking state of affairs as it was slow, even slower than a normal fucking lunch-rush.

instead of the usual 30-40 bucks..i walked away with like..20. god it sucked.

and arg i feel myself getting sick. and it's prolly gonna be a sore throat or something, ick.

someone please come over and baby me? tuck me into my bed'n give me yummy soup. all that good stuff.

so yesterday i finally managed to go up to baltiwhore and see my friend who's not coming back next year. it wasn't a bad drive up there as i left at like 8. pretty much did 80 the whole way up.

i pulled into the place at like..9:15 or so..and i get to the gatehouse desk and call up to her room. it rings..and rings..and rings. i'm gettin pissed now cause here i traveled up here and she's not around. i ask for my old roomates number and call his place up. thankfully an old friend by the name of hunter was around and i went up to his place to chill.

eventually she was home and i went on over. it was nice to see here again as we joked around and whatnot like nothing had gone by.

finally i was like "shit i need to go home" since going home is like a 45 minute drive and it was already almost midnight. that and i had work at 10:30 this morning.

but before i could leave i had to stop off back at hunter's place since sethy [my old roomate from last year] wasn't around before. so i stop on over and he's around and we sorta talk for a bit and whatnot. then he's like "did you tell justin you were up here?" of course i hadn't since well..justin is a bit..how shall i say, fruity.

knowing me i stayed put even tho i really did want to go home. i mean i hadn't eaten anything all evening so i was starving. but instead i stayed around until justin game over..then we all ended up playing dreamcast for like..an hour or so. just like we used to last year. but last year it was playing thps on my playstation. now we were playing thps2 on the dreamcast, and i gotta say it was fun. all of us are/were pretty good at it so it made the rounds interesting.

because of that gameplaying stuff i didn't actually leave mica until like 1:15 or so. so i was hauling ass even moreso on the road. i even manged to get up to 110 in betty on one streatch of road. pretty damned nice if i do say so myself.

but then as i'm getting near the exit for my house everyone is stopped..i mean dead-stopped. so i stopped too..i mean what the hell was i supposed to do, run into everyone? and i sat there..for like 20 minutes. i even got out of my car to see what was going on..all i saw was that there were cops..and that we were stopped. i didn't see any car overturned or anything like that. eventually they let us go and no one said anything. so weird.

thanks to that little stoppage it delayed my otherwise 'record' time home. then when i finally did get home i still had to fucking eat. mmm hot-dogs. so i ate, and went to sleep. mmm i slept like a baby too.

scud.