Well then. I had an insane time out at Tracy's (my roomate) cabin. Someone stepped on a fish hook, I missed the coffee table, a strange dog broke into our cabin, I rode in a gorgeous Trans Am, heard someone snore like Darth Vader (LMAO), got free tacos, we almost burned down the cabin, and we blew up stuff. In retrospect, don't brush the lemonade, those really big fireworks float, and "It's funny now that I'm not stupid." -Tyler. If you would like further explanation of any of these, let me know. Time to go get lost in a book for another 5 hours. Peace
PS>-sorry this entry's so squashed, I don't really feel like writing nice tonite.







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Have you ever tried looking in a gas tank with a lighter?
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Art is what you make of it
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Art is what you make of it
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Art is what you make of it