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BLAH. Today is pissing me off as well. I went down to Venetian to volunteer and I had NOTHING to do. People were being assholes to me and I basically just had to sit there the whole time. So at 1 I got fed up and just left, and when my father picked me up he proceeded to bitch at me the whole way home for being lazy and not helping EVEN THOUGH I WANTED TO FUCKING HELP AND NO ONE WOULD LET ME. yeah. whatever. assholes. and I still want to work stage crew for it goddamnit but I don't know what's going on with that either. which is a pet peeve of mine, I fucking hate when plans are half-made and I don't know what the hell is going on.


And I came home and they were taking down a tree. A fucking HUGE tree (to those who've been to my house -- you know, the one with all the ivy?) which supposedly needed to come down because it was rotting. It -had- lost a branch and stuff. So they cut off the main trunk... AND IT'S FUCKING FINE. No rot at all. So now our yard is ugly and minus one huge and awesome tree for ABSOLUTELY NO GODDAMN REASON. Graahhhh.


And now after the ranting yesterday my friends think I'm some fucking oversensitive psycho who's going to get mad at them over nothing.


Mehhh....

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So yeah. Heh, it's weird to write entires with someone else sitting right here. But yeah. Ali came and picked me up at 4:00, and we went down to Warren Dunes to bug Bree (and, as it turned out, Lisa) at work. We got free ice cream and I got free pop, heh. Actually we wound up hanging out down there for quite a while, talking to them between customers. Lots of random beach sluts. O_o


Once we finally left there we went to Benton Harbor-ish so I could buy shoes and a belt. Stopped at my mechanic's place and took the camera out of the back of my car, heh. Having nothing better to do for the next half-hour we just drove around some, and then wound up at the Box Factory.


I find it funny that we keep hanging out there because there is NOTHING TO FUCKING DO THERE that we couldn't do anywhere else and I'm waaaayy too cheap to pay admission. So we hung around outside for quite a while, heh, and then it started to look like it was going to storm. We all got into Brent's car and drove down to the beach, and while everyone else was fleeing (it was a pretty nasty storm) we parked close-ish to the beach and got out of the car and went out and walked around in the thunderstorm, heh. Got completely and utterly soaked, heh, it was pouring rain. And it started hailing, and the lightning was REALLY damn close. But heh, we're stupid. We did leave eventually....


We then slogged back to the Box Factory, where we convinced Story to take a picture of us looking like drowned rats.





So yeah, heh. Didn't stick around TOO much longer after that... Alaina and Brent wanted to go back to Alaina's house and traumatize her mother, but Ali felt bad and I kind of just wanted to go home and get out of my nasty damp clothing. She wound up coming over and unplannedly (which seems to usually be what happens) spending the night. So probably I should be going. o.O


As a sidenote, though, Ali and I saw 18 police cars today. o_O Fuckers are all over the place. Weird.