Saturday was fucking incredible. The first day Terry and I REALLY got to hang out with each other and go shopping and have a pitcher of beer to ourselves. Heh. First I had to take him to a band audition in Lake Stevens. I sat around for an hour and he effing nailed it. So that's another band to add to the list of bands he's currently in. The count is seriously up to like three. After that we headed to Half Price Books in South Everett and I sold 46 fucking books for $3. RIDICULOUS. I would have been better off selling them on half.com or something. Oh well. I really just needed to get rid of them. Picked up AFI's "Answer That and Stay Fashionable" and a DAISY CHAINSAW single. HOLY. SHIT. Then I grabbed a copy of Slaughterhouse Five 'cause I've never read it. Really. From there we went to Target so Terry could pick up a new belt and some socks, then to Sally's for hair dye, then to Azteca where we shared a pitcher of Bud Light and some nachos. Yummeh. Picked up some booze from the liquor store, went to John's and had margaritas. THEN we went back to Lake Stevens to hang out with Kevin and Kandi. I dig her. She's neat. Sucked down a shitload of tequila with all them and then headed home around 10-ish.
We hadn't had a day like that in SO long. Where we could drive around and sit and just enjoy each other's company and be retarded. Not since I got my tax return last February. We so needed it.
Today I dyed and cut my bangs and Terry's beard, went into town and bought some propane and beer, then came back and barbequed. Mmmmm. Then all the boys magically appeared. Heh. They can effing smell food-related gatherings from miles away, I swear.
I'm drinking a Rockstar, but it doesn't seem to be working at all. Ugh. I think it might be sleepy time.
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