I haven't blogged since Tuesday or so.
Oh em gee.
Thursday
Thursday I went to Elliston.
(I have no pictures though, It'd would have detracted from the experience and time to take pictures, haha)
I wasn't as scared this time, it was awesome.
Shelby was worried that I was bored the whole time, but I had lots of fun.
We went to Robert's Roost, where I saw a phantom bear and she got deathly scared haha.
We then ran into Rylee on the way back, and so she came along with us on our adventures.
We went to the "trampoline"...which was uber sweet.
We caught a snail also.
Then we caught Sutton and Sawyer spying on us.
Haha, I don't care how evil anyone says they are...I like those two haha.
After that we went back to the Johnson residence and....guess....PLAYED GUITAR HERO!!!
Haha, it was still fun. CEPT SOMEONE HAAAD TO EFF UP JESSICA....
Rylee then had to go home I guess, so we sat around clueless for a while.
We decided to go to Lily Lake for a tad.
That place was pretty bitchin, won't lie.
It's like a secret haha.
We kinda explored that area a bit, then headed back to the Johnson residence yet again.
This time Shelby's super awesome mom asked if I was hungry.
I wanted to deny it, buuut....I was haha.
We both scarfed a pizza and some ice cream cake.
Both of which were superb.
Then we went to Big Rock.
Not to swim, just to sit.
Eventually a few fellows stopped by.
We got attacked by a young fisherman and talked to Jess ( I think...I'm bad with names ) for a long time.
Eventually Rylee came by and she joined the convo.
Then I started gangin up on Shelby with Jess and we tore her apart verbally, poor girl.
We also threw rocks at her for a long time, I'm such a good boyfriend.
Anyway, at about 9:30, I had to leave, so I brought her home then left for home myself.
It was a super awesome day I'd have to say.
Friday
Friday I went to work.
My boss had the day off, so I literally had nothing to do.
There was literally no one in the building I was at.
I just went home after about an hour.
When I got home my sister, mom, and brother were all contemplating on whether to go to Helena or Butte.
If we went to Helena, we would most definitely visit my grandpa and Jake and I would probably see a movie while the women did some superb shopping.
If we went to Butte, we would go to Wal Mart, Hastings, then home with a headache.
Of course we vied for the latter.
The highlight was eating at Mackenzie River Pizza Co.
Our waiter was too nice though.
I was getting annoyed with her nice gestures. Haha. Irony.
Jake and I completely dicked off in Wal Mart.
We would blast the most ridiculous music possible on the kiosks and headbang as hard as possible in the aisle.
Etc etc.
We then went to the mall, where Jake and I just sat in the car, dreaming up incredulous stories and macking on our melting ice cream bars.
Next up was Hastings.
While there, Jake and I just kept pointing out scary people.
One kid had a crazy rat tail dealie.
Another two were getting kinda friendly/randy playing Spiderman on the demo kiosk.
Of course I blatantly took a picture of them as loudly and obviously as possible.
As you can see they were very well occupied and were not aware of my presence.
Following this escapade was the wonderful trip home, where I fell asleep in the vehicle dreaming of fucked things.
My dream is as follows:
(I am at a grocers market, one resembling an awkward fusion of Safeway and Valley Foods. Some reason I am with a weird kid. He is a real person. I do not know his name. He is an incoming Freshman. Blonde, short, stubby, ugly as all hell. I wander around the store with a few friends including David, Brian, Joe, Shelby, and Cheyenne. This strange child keeps following us as we decide what we are going to buy with our recently acquired money. The homely child then decides to ask me questions, end after end. As I walk through the market, my friends slowly get annoyed and leave, one by one. I am alone with the child now. He is still asking questions. I slowly get annoyed also, but I do not say anything as a subliminal way to retain integrity. Sadly, I am not able to withstand such emotional stress. This young man is starting to really piss me off. We are now in the vegetable section of the twisted grocery. I start barking back at this child's demands in an effort to dissuade him from questioning me further. He is not moved by my remarks. This frustrates me to the point of physical action. I, for some odd reason, decide to put the child in a headlock between my legs. He is barely able to breath as his face is encompassed almost entirely by my soft cheeks. Yet....he is laughing. Strangely at that. To investigate this awkward behavior I gaze down at the victim's face.
My boss had the day off, so I literally had nothing to do.
There was literally no one in the building I was at.
I just went home after about an hour.
When I got home my sister, mom, and brother were all contemplating on whether to go to Helena or Butte.
If we went to Helena, we would most definitely visit my grandpa and Jake and I would probably see a movie while the women did some superb shopping.
If we went to Butte, we would go to Wal Mart, Hastings, then home with a headache.
Of course we vied for the latter.
The highlight was eating at Mackenzie River Pizza Co.
Our waiter was too nice though.
I was getting annoyed with her nice gestures. Haha. Irony.
Jake and I completely dicked off in Wal Mart.
We would blast the most ridiculous music possible on the kiosks and headbang as hard as possible in the aisle.
Etc etc.
We then went to the mall, where Jake and I just sat in the car, dreaming up incredulous stories and macking on our melting ice cream bars.
Next up was Hastings.
While there, Jake and I just kept pointing out scary people.
One kid had a crazy rat tail dealie.
Another two were getting kinda friendly/randy playing Spiderman on the demo kiosk.
Of course I blatantly took a picture of them as loudly and obviously as possible.
As you can see they were very well occupied and were not aware of my presence.
Following this escapade was the wonderful trip home, where I fell asleep in the vehicle dreaming of fucked things.
My dream is as follows:
(I am at a grocers market, one resembling an awkward fusion of Safeway and Valley Foods. Some reason I am with a weird kid. He is a real person. I do not know his name. He is an incoming Freshman. Blonde, short, stubby, ugly as all hell. I wander around the store with a few friends including David, Brian, Joe, Shelby, and Cheyenne. This strange child keeps following us as we decide what we are going to buy with our recently acquired money. The homely child then decides to ask me questions, end after end. As I walk through the market, my friends slowly get annoyed and leave, one by one. I am alone with the child now. He is still asking questions. I slowly get annoyed also, but I do not say anything as a subliminal way to retain integrity. Sadly, I am not able to withstand such emotional stress. This young man is starting to really piss me off. We are now in the vegetable section of the twisted grocery. I start barking back at this child's demands in an effort to dissuade him from questioning me further. He is not moved by my remarks. This frustrates me to the point of physical action. I, for some odd reason, decide to put the child in a headlock between my legs. He is barely able to breath as his face is encompassed almost entirely by my soft cheeks. Yet....he is laughing. Strangely at that. To investigate this awkward behavior I gaze down at the victim's face.
It is my brother....)
Yeah so my dream was pretty much weird as all hell. I doubt I'll ever be the same again.
Joking.
Anyway, the rest of the day I sat around and watched the movie "The Fly".
Sadly the movie was cut off around 20 minutes from the ending.
This left me in a state of dismay and pissed-off-edness.
Saturday would be better.
Joking.
Anyway, the rest of the day I sat around and watched the movie "The Fly".
Sadly the movie was cut off around 20 minutes from the ending.
This left me in a state of dismay and pissed-off-edness.
Saturday would be better.
Saturday
Territorial DAYYYYS booyeeee.
They are ghey.
I do not know what to say about this day.
It was fun.
I went to the parade in the morning, my sister was on a float.
I saw some very fat people.
One lady had her individual fups tucked down each of her short legs.
I almost threw up with laughter.
I then went home for a while.
Jessica then texted me in astonishment that I was not down there.
She then came to get me.
We walked around for a while then went to the baseball games.
It was hot there and boring.
So we all went home for a power nap.
It totally fugged up my day.
I was drowsy the rest of the night.
They are ghey.
I do not know what to say about this day.
It was fun.
I went to the parade in the morning, my sister was on a float.
I saw some very fat people.
One lady had her individual fups tucked down each of her short legs.
I almost threw up with laughter.
I then went home for a while.
Jessica then texted me in astonishment that I was not down there.
She then came to get me.
We walked around for a while then went to the baseball games.
It was hot there and boring.
So we all went home for a power nap.
It totally fugged up my day.
I was drowsy the rest of the night.
Joe called me eventually and I met with him to go down to the street again.
We just wandered forever, eating along the way.
Yum for ribbon fries/snowcones.
Dave was back too so we hung with him, but I just got tired of the fact we were just standing there, not even talking, with friends leaving one by one, so I went home.
Dave called me after he was done with Sadee, and we headed to B's house.
Played like 3 songs each on Guitar Hero then left for home again.
As drowsy as I was I stayed up until about 4 watching various movies and writing various things/ideas and getting scared by Shelby's cousin.
I finally decided to go to sleep after a text from Cheyenne saying I must be a loser if I was still up or something along those lines.
I slept on that shitty futon in the basement for the last two days some reason.
Idk.
Sunday
It was Fathers Day today.
We got my father a bird book, so he can identify them instead of question me endlessly and relentlessly no matter how many times I tell him every bird is a "Blue-Footed Booby"
We also got him two packs of tasty ice cream treats.
The are called "Creamies".
Inside joke stuff here, don't ask.
They are actually very good.
Anyway, after musing around at home, we decided to take a family hike on the east side of town.
It was quite amusing.
Instantly we ran into a baby fawn and accidentally separated her from the parents.
Marne wanted to cry.
I wanted to make jokes about Marne crying.
Also about her weight. ( Which is not bad, I do this out of natural sibling inhibitions Marne, its never true)
We hiked to the top of the mountain...and it was good. BAHAHAHA. Beavis and Butthead reference there.
Well anyway it was a good hike and now I'm back home, writing this abnormally long blog.
Jake is not here, he has been at Concordia basket ball camp.
He will be here tonight and we will take him to Scharfs for food.
Then he will leave again for another basketball camp.
It is very sad not having him around.
Hopefully I will manage.
This week all my friends are back...minus Brian again.
He is off to nerd/engineering camp for 11 days.
Cuh-razy.
Oh well, I will manage this week.
Hopefully I will see Shelby too.
And hang out with Daver a few times after work.
It will be a good summer.
I just need to get into a comfortable routine.
Even though I complain about routine once I get into it.
But I guess its my safe, little, imaginary box.
And its much better inside.
Man I sound autistic.
It was Fathers Day today.We got my father a bird book, so he can identify them instead of question me endlessly and relentlessly no matter how many times I tell him every bird is a "Blue-Footed Booby"
We also got him two packs of tasty ice cream treats.
The are called "Creamies".
Inside joke stuff here, don't ask.
They are actually very good.
Anyway, after musing around at home, we decided to take a family hike on the east side of town.
It was quite amusing.
Instantly we ran into a baby fawn and accidentally separated her from the parents.
Marne wanted to cry.
I wanted to make jokes about Marne crying.
Also about her weight. ( Which is not bad, I do this out of natural sibling inhibitions Marne, its never true)
We hiked to the top of the mountain...and it was good. BAHAHAHA. Beavis and Butthead reference there.
Well anyway it was a good hike and now I'm back home, writing this abnormally long blog.
Jake is not here, he has been at Concordia basket ball camp.
He will be here tonight and we will take him to Scharfs for food.
Then he will leave again for another basketball camp.
It is very sad not having him around.
Hopefully I will manage.
This week all my friends are back...minus Brian again.
He is off to nerd/engineering camp for 11 days.
Cuh-razy.
Oh well, I will manage this week.
Hopefully I will see Shelby too.
And hang out with Daver a few times after work.
It will be a good summer.
I just need to get into a comfortable routine.
Even though I complain about routine once I get into it.
But I guess its my safe, little, imaginary box.
And its much better inside.
Man I sound autistic.
1 comment:
hey man thats really interesting
(slow jerk off)
naw man, just kidding thats not interesting its boring.
the whitest kids you know. Lolz
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