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2002-12-08 06:44:17 (UTC)

Saturday, December 7, 2002

1:24AM- Drama drama drama drama drama

*Call me sometime tomorrow...and the next day.*

Wow. Woke up this morning to hear story after story of what
went down last night. Soooooooooo glad I didn't go out.
Talked to MK about HER night first, then Kiechel, then Mary
came over...took a shower, watched some Lifetime, went over
to Gene's and heard about what happened to THEM. Crazy
crazy Ship. Came home, relaxed for a little (watched more
Lifetime), then went to dinner with Gene and TJ. Met Matt,
Timmy, McNabb, and Military there among others. Talked
about the previous night and attempted to make some plans
for the evening. Failed. Came home, then Mary came over and
we went to Furtak's to see what they were doing. Decided to
go see a movie, but we wanted to see the Ring...the only
place it was playing was Mechanicsburg so we debated
FOREVER about whether or not we were going. Waited for MK
and Furtak to decide, so me, Mare, Gene, and Steirer left
without them while they were in the shower because we were
already way late. Took like 45 minutes to get there, drove
right past the theater and had to ask for directions.
Ultimate parking lot quote:

Mare: Is this a handicap spot?
Steirer: Who cares? If we get caught I'll just act like a
retard.

Got tickets (only $5, we were happy) and some food, then
went in...missed SOMETHING important, but oh well. The
movie was good, but not as good as everyone made it sound
so I was a little disappointed. I'm not gonna have
nightmares tonight or anything, but that was what I was
going for. So we came home, discussed the movie on the way.
Kept seeing horses and it freaked us out. Remembered a
memory that I had blocked out and got SOOO pissed, but I
think I'm slowly getting over it. Went to Sheetz, then to
Mclean to get Steirer's keys (they were locked out) and
continued to reminisce about last night. Came home a few
minutes ago, not tired...trying to figure out what to do
with myself. Everyone is away. Hmm. Probably will attempt
to sleep now. G'night.

Later-

Wow. OK. So Christy came home about 4 minutes after I wrote that and
called Joe and he decided he was coming here from Lancaster. So she
talked me into staying up with her and we entertained ourselves for 4
HOURS before they got here. Talked to a bunch of people online before
they wussed out and went to sleep...Timmy's away message:

in my nice comfortable bed.....but I'm not enjoying it cause I'm not
allowed to....leave one for the morn

Christy called everyone in my phone book on my cell phone, at least
one person from every letter of the alphabet. Managed to convince
David and Derek that I was suicidal, among other things. It was
pretty interesting. So I slept (badly) on the couch downstairs with
that kid Post on the loveseat, almost puking, kicking the answering
machine, snoring, and putting random stuff in the microwave. Plus, of
course, the lovely sounds from BOTH ROOMS upstairs. My neck hurts and
I am bitter. And my room is trashed. But on a brighter note, funny
quote from the evening and my away message:

"Say 'dope dope', no, dude, it works for pot heads. It's like a heart
beat: dope dope dope dope..." ~Workin' on the mission

What a night...again.




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