Saturday was the family reunion at the cottage. There was a keg and bocci ball. When you put the two together, this is what you get:
Yesterday I went to the Lillith fair with a bunch of girls. Once again I drank lots of beer and passed out on the lawn while Sarah McLachlan sang to me.
I was tired and drunk – not a good combo. I felt like no one wanted to talk to me, and so I go find a new friend, Joe. Joe was at the concert all by himself and I asked him to join me and my little group of friends. Joe was cool, he talked to me.
Today I woke up at 1:30 pm to Holly banging on my front door. I didn’t know it was her outside my house until she called me on her cell telling me to wake up “we’re going to the beach.”
I felt horrible even after 14 hours of sleep. I needed some R & R. I needed time with netflix and facebook. I told Holly I couldn’t go, shut my phone off and closed my eyes. Then I remembered I had in a tampon from the night before that was well past its expiration. I had to get up.
I sluggishly ate my scrambled eggs, told OCDC to stop running the water so I can take a hot shower and then I started my day.
I decided to go hiking at sleeping giant. This was my first time hiking since I started running and was amazed at my stamina – especially after the beer drenched week I’ve had.
So that was the past three days, I don’t know what I’m doing tomorrow. My life isn’t exciting enough. I need to spice things up a bit. Can’t wait for Vegas.