Yesterday was perhaps one of the best, most prototypical "college" days I can remember. Justin, Kidist, Pat, Derrick, and Alejandro all came to my softball game (which I BARELY played in). They cheered like idiots and I was really touched they came. Then, we all went "garage saling" - unsuccessfully. - then went home and napped in the boys TRASHED living room through two movies. Let me detail their house:
-Two stolen road signs (one of which I did with Justin, other just appeared), both massive, one almost completely blocking a stairway
-Two massive road CONES, also stolen
-One smaller road cone
-100+ empty beer cans on the floor
-Smashed in projection screen TV (with smaller, 20inch TV sitting in it working)
- Shards of screen all over the floor
-Chairs flipped over
-Smashed bar stools
...this was the state of the living room when we all returned to it and decided to nap ON TOP of it all. Justin and Pat and I were on the floor, Alex on one couch, Kidist on another, and Jesus in the chair. Justin was wrapped in a sleeping bag, out, and snoring within minutes, using a small road cone as a pillow. Pat was identical, minus the snoring, and switch the road cone for an empty beer case. I bas between the two of them, in pats blanket, having cleared the carpet of beer cans and screen shards, and buried my face, laughing, into the beer-smelling pillow of Justins purple jacket. ....
Monday, October 19, 2009
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