So Riley almost burnt down the roadhouse yesterday. (sorry riles) It was a total accident that could have gotten extremely out of hand and i'm eternally grateful that it didn't. But the story is actually pretty funny, so here it goes! So, as the other guys left to get cups and balls and nonalcoholic beers because we are minors of course, Riley and Hannah and myself were the only three left in the house and we started to make a fire in the fireplace. We actually had a pretty good fire going until I turned around and saw that Riles had taken it upon himself to pour some extra gasoline into the fire which ignited a stream of flames connecting the fire in the fireplace to the gas can in riley's hand sending him into a frenzy of desperate attempts to save both his ass, and his house. All I could see was a massive ring of fire surrounding him that was as tall as the ceiling and was sticking to the walls and even the living room floor. Basically the most horrific sight ever. While Riley and hannah went over to the sink to fill up pitchers of water and to scream loudly, I did my best to remain calm and baked and analyze the situation. Seeing that this was a gasoline fire, i figured if i would simply kill the fire at its source. I grabbed every towel in sight and threw my goofy bitchass on top of the flames putting them out one section at a time. The only thought that ever entered my head during all of this occured as i was passing the speakers plugged into the side of the wall that hadn't been ignited yet and i had no idea whether or not i should unplug them or not so i figured i better just put the damn fire out before i found out the hard way. Once the smoke cleared and the fire alarm stopped chirping, everyone came home just in time for nonalcoholic beer pong. Due to stress i threw up on the back porch a few hours later. oh yeah i forgot to tell you riles, there's some red puke by the pool and i didn't clean it. my bad.
Monday, December 6, 2010
i went to the bank today, with 518 bucks to my name. that's how much rent costs. i went to go pay my rent with cash, and they don't accept cash, only checks and money orders. so i go to the bank to get a money order, but it costs three dollars. i don't have three dollars. i have zero. ha. i literally can't afford to use my own money and it's really kind of funny. funny enough to make me get off my lazy [bottom] and look for a job. Because it took this long for me to realize that i couldn't just "use a job", i actually need one and i'm more than ready to work. thank god :] now i just hope someone hires me for the holidays. 'tis the season, so give me a damn job santa! kthnx
Well this is my first blog post. It's late, I'm a little tired, and i have no idea what to write about...so i guess I'll just talk about what's on my mind. i'm sure this blog is more for personal satisfaction than for others to keep up with. But anyone else who has enough interest in what i have to say to keep up with it as well is more than welcome to, and sounds awesome. ha. I feel like i've been doing some deep soul searching for almost a year now, and i'm finally beginning to reconnect with the parts of myself that i've let slip away over the past few years. it's as if i can finally feel again, and it's nice. Well, that's all i've got for tonight. Who knew this whole blogging thing could be so therapeutic?