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I thought it would be cool to have a weekend report type thread.
anyway, Friday I got drunk and made some sick ass bars for my motorcycle and put em on, watched the nuggets, then went to a few parties. Saturday I rode BMX all day and finished a bunch of CAD class stuff, and sunday went snowboarding at winter park where I broke a 1.5" branch off of a tree with my head. needless to say, I now have 4 staples in my scalp and a pounding headache.
en route to WP, I nearly got popped for about 95mph also, but was able to shut it down and somehow didnt.
what did everyone else do?

I went to Boston and got lost a bunch, and went to a benefit dinner, and hung out with Steve

[edit] and I got new pants[/edit]

LaureltheQueen wrote:[edit] and I got new pants[/edit]

Pics of the changing process?

I did jack shit this weekend, and I liked it. I didn't go anywhere at all Sunday, in fact I only walked outside the house 3 times, one of which was to take the trash out...

Worked Friday night, hung out at my favorite bar, sans alcohol. Worked a double saturday and sunday...crashed both nights.

Had two lacrosse games, against University of Oregon and Oregon State University, lets just say our team didn't bring our A game and walked away 0-2 out of this weekend...drinking away your sorrows is the way to go right?

I was the designated driver (a first for me) ... and we went to a party in the woods on saturday.. where there were approximately 600 drunk college kids going down a steepass hill on skis, snowboards, kegs, tables, mattresses, each other..... several people got carried out on stretchers.. only a couple were because of downhill stuff.....

it was nuts...

there were 4 towtrucks all day long towing cars off the side of the road (weren't supposed to park there)

more later

Went out and watched fast cars at PIR on Saturday, swapped over my intake manifold that night, then back out to PIR on Sunday. Plus general goofing off.

Friday night, went to bar, talked with my favorite new acquaintance who happens to bartend at another place i went to a few month ago. Stayed out late, but she asked for my number and wants to hang out. Said something about she would like to take a roadtrip....hmmm

Saturday AM I got up and soldered in the junkyard radio connector, and put in the factory radio/CD in my 93 SS. CD player doesn't work. After hooking up the stereo, found that the front speakers are MIA, so I put in an extra set that came with my 92SS

I cleaned house, including mopping the bathroom floor,
cleaned out the slow drain in the tub, had lots of old crumbly soap and hairs.

Then I dug up my tax stuff, my brother came over and we went over my numbers. Yay, I get a refund.

Then I put up a floorjack/support pole in my basement

Then I went to bar at 4pm,. drank like a fish, watched the UNI Panthers loose, sucky. stayed at bar till 8pm. went home and napped, got up Sunday AM

about it.

On Friday there was free food, free beer, and free pool. Saturday I hung out at a friends house, more free food and beer, and cute girls +1. Sunday went to the International car show. Saw and played in some nice cars; Aston DB9, Mercedes - McClaren SLR, STi (i know i know, but wait until you go through the gears.) All I have to say is crazy off road course + huge = Jeep FTW!!!11

Well, it ends with me waking up on my friend Matua's couch, after a great 21 run.
It was pretty impromptu; the plan was to hang out, kick it island-style (Tua is Samoan.) And have some beers. So we did, and I ended up drinking 9 Budlights at his place, another 7 in his friends's garage down the street. And then later, at a party, I drank five shots of something called chocolate cake (yummy!!) then headed to my very first non-underage club -- The Moonraker, in Kent.

Already lit when I got there, and the sidekick half dead, I began in on the serious shit: long island, long island, chocolate cake again, then a double of hennessy. That last one put me under, and all I'd had all day were munchie foods. (In addition to having the munchies ) so I'm out in the parking lot, having a cigarette, and I can't see or walk straight. I lean up next to Tua's Izuzu Rodeo (nice ride) and that was that.

I puked a few times, then when I arrived back again, I was being picked up, and thrown into the car by Tua, and my new boss, Adam.

All in all, a good 21-run, I must say. I don't remember some of it, but what do, is priceless. So much fun, so frickin drunk. Omg.

Captin's log: 3dash5dash06

The night was a bore. Soo, much. Pornography. Ate so, much food. Heart hurt.

*Duda da luu*

Umm..came home....computer....wake...computer....funeral...computer/Racho Grande (Mexican)....wake....OIL CHANGE/POWER WASH...homework....sleep...

Looked something like that.

Thursday night I was bored and decided to go into work because they were short. After the late shift ends at 3 we have parties. I spent the next two hours drinking half a bottle of captain morgans.

Friday was an invite for my fraternity. I got setup with a friend of a friend and she is hot and we had a great time. Well, for most of the night. Then she had too much to drink I guess and started throwing up and took a cab home.

Saturday I called that girl to see what happened because I went inside for a sec and the cab was gone when I went back out. So apparanly we're going to go out again sometime. Later I went to Pink's which is some sort of a famous hot dog stand in LA. I'm still recovering from the half of a 'big bacon burrito' I ate. Two hot dogs, chili, cheese, bacon, wrapped in a flour tortilla. I will never go there again.