yay for fire.
Feb. 19th, 2004 08:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
numberoneblindyou know what, I'm sick of depressing entries, so I'm just going to pretend the last hour or so of my day just didn't exist and talk about the rest of my day instead.
school was school, boring, we watched a video in Econ that really pissed me off because it was all "Corporate greed is GOOD!" Fuckers. After school there was a Young Liberals meeting that wound up with a lot of arguing because Amy kind of hijacked it which really kind of pissed me off a lot. I need to send out an email for that tonight, gah. DON'T WANT TO. I hate sending official-ish emails especially after meetings where I don't get to feel official at all because everyone is treating me like shit. but whatever.
after the meeting I went down to the auditorium... hung out with some crew people for about an hour, then around 4:30 we decided to go over to Matt's and burn the shelves left over from the Forensics set. I had to follow Tracy to get there and I swear she took the longest fucking route possible, with all these messed-up twists and turns. We could've gone, um, straight (well, kind of -- were it NOT curvy-as-hell, at least, but "straight" as in "directly" there) down the damn road he lives on, which is the same road Sara lives on except I didn't know that until we got there, but now I know to go that way myself, I guess...
not much burning actually occurred, though, because the snow's melting and it's REALLY damp out... we tried to burn one shelf on the concrete stoop outside his basement, but we couldn't use *too* much gasoline because if the flames got too high they'd catch the porch extending from the main floor (10 ft above where we were burning things) on fire... and yeah. bad. so he just poured enough gasoline on there to burn for about 10 minutes, anyway... it was pretty, at least, while it lasted. and, uh, the shelf's a little charred. not very much, though, hah. pretty pathetic. if only it wasn't all soggy out...
we hung out there for a while afterwards, I went home around 5:30. And within 5 minutes was depressed. My family has really sucky energy lately, or something; just being around them is horribly draining...
but yeah. shutting up before I go depressive again.
school was school, boring, we watched a video in Econ that really pissed me off because it was all "Corporate greed is GOOD!" Fuckers. After school there was a Young Liberals meeting that wound up with a lot of arguing because Amy kind of hijacked it which really kind of pissed me off a lot. I need to send out an email for that tonight, gah. DON'T WANT TO. I hate sending official-ish emails especially after meetings where I don't get to feel official at all because everyone is treating me like shit. but whatever.
after the meeting I went down to the auditorium... hung out with some crew people for about an hour, then around 4:30 we decided to go over to Matt's and burn the shelves left over from the Forensics set. I had to follow Tracy to get there and I swear she took the longest fucking route possible, with all these messed-up twists and turns. We could've gone, um, straight (well, kind of -- were it NOT curvy-as-hell, at least, but "straight" as in "directly" there) down the damn road he lives on, which is the same road Sara lives on except I didn't know that until we got there, but now I know to go that way myself, I guess...
not much burning actually occurred, though, because the snow's melting and it's REALLY damp out... we tried to burn one shelf on the concrete stoop outside his basement, but we couldn't use *too* much gasoline because if the flames got too high they'd catch the porch extending from the main floor (10 ft above where we were burning things) on fire... and yeah. bad. so he just poured enough gasoline on there to burn for about 10 minutes, anyway... it was pretty, at least, while it lasted. and, uh, the shelf's a little charred. not very much, though, hah. pretty pathetic. if only it wasn't all soggy out...
we hung out there for a while afterwards, I went home around 5:30. And within 5 minutes was depressed. My family has really sucky energy lately, or something; just being around them is horribly draining...
but yeah. shutting up before I go depressive again.
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