Yay later today is more of tehbowling. We still haven't found out who won last week so we're going to get irate and win it this week. pwn. Now I'm known as the bowler at garfield's. I got there and brian's like "so I hear you're good enough for the tour" and all that. so yeah. I guess it's better than the quiet dish guy. hell it even reached danielle, a hot little number hostess there. she asked if I wanted to sit by her and asked for a lighter, then asked my name and she's like oh you're the bowler? so huh... then she took my lighter! need to have a few choice words with her.... I won't though. oh well. she's good people.

Oh man, plans already in the making for saturday night when we go out for muh berfday. Saturday night I closed and megan was working and when she got off and changed, it just gave me another reason to look forward to my birthday. despite she's 19 and has a fakie. mmm sweater puppets. I was walking by a doorway and saw her and let out one big and kind of loud "whooooooooa" she just looked at me and laughed. see she knows she's a knockout. then later this month christie's friend megan sammitch has a birthday and jeremy and mick are throwing a kegger in her and my honor for turning 21. they want pappyj to do a kegstand. bah. I'll do it but if they drop me... when I regain consciousness I"m going to crack some skulls.

I can't really remember jack poo other than that. lunch with the monkey. lunch with the monkey. because of me, we got the mother of all tourstops. monkey monkey monkey monkey. war furball war furball, I am out.

Saturday I went to poppa ponch's house and saw tehbaby again. Then my mom and misty made me hold it while they took pictures, besmirching my good name as a macho manly man. oh well. in a few years when me and aj are beating up her boyfriends we can look at the picture afterwards and remember that was the night before my 21st birthday. After a bit came back home and waited for 10 to roll around then went to adam's. Proceeded to garfield's to see my schedule for next week and see who was still there. This girl lisa was going to be me and adar's DD for the evening and we confirmed the plans to have her pick us up at mick and jeremy's around midnight to go to simrells. Well 12:20 rolled around before she called, then minutes later she came with christi and we all went yay.

Must say, it looks different than what I expected, but it was ok. Met up with loren and melissa and such. Even saw Eran from the oldschool denny's days. but we didn't say anything because she'd probably mace us or something. So then we started a bit. Jeremy bought me a shot of something or other. I don't think I ever caught the name of anything I drank except for the stupid jose cuervo but that comes later. Took it, then they told the barkeep it was my birthday and all so he goes and gets me a shot... all clear with a little brown is bad isn't it... jeremy and derek came up with about 10 names for it so I know they were holding out on me. My favorite fake name though was Desert Storm. heh. that just sounds like a typical drink. anyway. took it and bleh. So the bartender made an attempt on my life once. Went back to the table and just kind of chilled. 2 shots under my belt already. Loren and melissa were getting comfy so already they have a rumor that he slept with her. He says they didn't. I believe him. loren's a good guy. well... maybe not, but I meant like, he's cool.... yeah.

I partook in a couple of beers and then jeremy asked when my last shot was and I told him it was when we first got there, so he took me to the counter to give me another one. He told the bartender just to get me something. anything... which is bad because he had already tried to kill me once. And well, he tried a second time. Jeremy said it was 151, but it tasted like 455. (ass, for the less than intelligent people reading this) so yeah. Then I was just sitting at the table, adar had gotten us a pitcher o budlight. Then loren asks me how I'm holding up and I make the illfated decision to say "I'm alright, I'm mexican" so traci and melissa had a chuckle and loren's like "what does that have to do with anything?" and i told him how mexicans are the shizzle and we can hold the alcohol. So then melissa and traci are like "so you want some tequila?" sh*t. if I say yes, they get it, if I say no, they giggle and get it anyway... so I said no. but they did. melissa got me something cinnamon-y that was probably the best tasting shot I had all night. traci got me cuervo :( it took me like 5 minutes to finally do it, after melissa called me a pussy. bah! I'm not used to shots. especially horribly horrible ones like tequila. I'm used to downing 3 pitchers of beer and such. so after a game of pool and a few games of air hockey, the place was closing down so we went to T's. a small ass bar but it was ok. walked in, bartender shelly gave me a shot of yager and a free beer. sadly I think it was those two that made me eventually toss my cookies about an hour later. Sat in there until about 4 and went back to jeremy's.

On the way home from jeremy's however, we see flashing lights ahead and as we drive by we see christi being pulled over. oops. luckily, she had stopped drinking once we left simrell's so she was ok. just got her on speeding. 50 in 30. pwn. Got to jeremy's and I just sat outside for awhile because the 5 degree air felt good. went inside later on and just didn't feel good, so I went back outside. ahhhhh... after awhile though I figured I should probably just lose it now so I can sleep and wake up without a hangover. So I did. then I walked around by the house for about an hour with a cup of water. I felt like ozzy osbourne, just stumbling around, out of it. Once I felt I was ok to try and sleep I went inside and oddly fell asleep without feeling like crap. woke up ok, kind of cold but no hangover. yay.

I went to garfield's at noon with adam because I was hungry and he had to work. it was busy as all f*ck because friday's didn't have any running water for some reason so they had to close for the day, plus there was some biker convention thing going on, so garfield's got backwards bitchslapped with a large pointy stick all day until about 5. They even called me into work 2 hours early. 2:30 til 10:50. ick. oh well. those almost 8 1/2 hours is more hours than my probably last 4 shifts combined. I dont' work again until friday though. too much free time. That's a lot of typing, kids. Oh yeah, charlie got an Xbox to keep him company for the next few months while me and adar are barhopping. hooray for him. bowling tonight, pwn. Late

We left the hundred acre wood and went to eye mart where I spent a mind numbing hour or so just reading newsweek. lots of good stuff in there about this upcoming war with iraq though. Did you know only about 25% of troops in combat actually fire? the rest go into shock and poop/pee on themselves.... seriously. ok a little off subject. Finally adam is ready to go, but the glasses wouldn't be done for another hour or so, so we went to stadler tax place for adam to pick up his tax refund and see about the retirement w2 form, and they said to just go in there sometime soon and file it seperately and he'll get another maybe 400 bones. So he was pleased as punch. We went to garfield's just to kill time before picking up his spectacles. Brian the manager was pleased to see the garfield's crew didn't kill me on my 21st birthday. Eventually we went back to the eye place and adam was happy as a goat to get his glasses, then we went back to his house, he was still happy as a clam.... until he slipped on some ice and fell like a sack-o-taters. Heh, I'd be lying if I said it didnt' look funny :D he was ok though. hit his knee, not like he does anything anyway :D :D that'll teach you to be happy! There we waited for tehbowling.

Went to tehbowlingalley and waiting for jenayah to bring us our shirts. snazzy garfields shirts with iq club names on the back. Except pooh. he feels his name is too silly to have. meanwhile... me... grampappyjoe printed across my back... anyway. It was ok. Until of course we started bowling. we were thoroughly routed all 3 games. and the other garfield's team got smacked too. at least they were close all 3 games. so with all games and pincount, garfield's went 0-8 for the night. yay...... Then to the imperial!!

When we got there I was in line for the beer, yeah buddy, then the lady checks my id and I'm like 'yee turned 21 yesterday" so she gave me the 32 jug-o-beer to me for free :D Which I proceeded to go next to megan sammitch and say "ah to be 21" and took a long hearty sip. she was not pleased :D she still has 2 weeks before she turns 21. Of course as expected, we bowled a lot better at imperial than bowling center. stupid place. Afterwards we all hoarded to simrell's for fun time.

It was busier than saturday because of karaoke and such, but that just meant everyone was watching the drunks make fools of themselves, leaving air hockey open! PWN. I backwards b*tchslapped jeremy, then was somehow beaten by some gay guy... what did he say his name was... oh yeah, adam :D :D :D Jeremy and PappyJ split 3 pitchers of the lord's brew and the remainder of the night was spent playing darts. ah what fun. it was me and adam first then jeremy and cody wanted to play so we played cricket and beat up on them. of course cody didn't really know how to play, but we told him what he was aiming for. Just before we were about to leave, this guy wanted to play me in air hockey, so when we first started, I tried to hit the puck and lost a hold of that odd looking paddle thingy and it flew off the table and hit cody in I believe he said left nutsack :D :D my bad. that was funny though. he was all like "god dammit joe, man" ok yeah. I somehow managed to beat the guy. Just lucky on my part. then we went back to jeremy's to sober up a bit. stayed until 4:30 sharing words of wisdom with adar, then came home. Yeah... wow last 2 days entries is enough for a small book with wide margins and font size 18 :D later

So thursday right, me and adar were going to go to willy jak's because they had this thing, Thong Thursday, where basically any chick that wants to walk around in a thong can. which may or may not be a good thing. and as the dirty minded macho pigheaded.... pigs we are, we were going to go, until they decided to slap a $10 cover charge on that bad boy. SO we went to the bowling center instead to drink and watch the other garfield bowlers bowl. We get there and soon I suggest me and adar go to get a frosty pitcher of refreshing goodness of hops and barley something or other, when the stupid old lady doesn't even look at our IDs and says we're not old enough. We show her our IDs and she doesn't even look at them long enough to see the birthday, and says we're not old enough....... Both of us thought she was kidding, but the stupid old f'en hag was serious/decrepit. Because it's not one of the new licenses that has a big blue or red strip under a "this person's birthday is....." and such, she thinks we're using fake IDs or something..... so we were bent. We went back to where the other garfieldians were bowling and expressed our hatred for little old women who are stupid. Even they thought we were kidding when we said she wouldn't give us beah. That just rubbed us the wrong way. We ended up just getting a few six packs at the liquor store and going back to jeremy's. EVen at the liquor store the guy was all suspicious of the ID. "Hmm... this can't be good until you're 22...." but he gave it up anyway. stupid indiana pieces of sh*t licenses. Who's to blame for the insecurity of the people carding you? The stupid f*cks with fake IDs. *coughmegan* now now, I can't be mad at megan. she's good people.

Friday, whooo boy. hee hee, what a funtime that was... So I go into work at 9am right... if I had known then what I know now... I'd have cut my arm until it squirted just to get out of work.... I was there until f'en almost 2am. Meanwhile, plenty of people show up at 11, leave at 5. Many more show up at 4 and 5, leave at 9... plus the fact it was valentines day, so all the white trash taking out their skanks to try and get some didn't help. Yeah buddy. A few people thought i was going to end up with some blood on my hands. Loren thought so, and adar... one of those icy cold stares off into the distance, like you're planning how to kill the first one..... but anyway, adam gave me a break near the end and washed some dishes while I chilled like a villain for 10 minutes. That helped. Grr, I was so incredibly rediculously close to walking out...

Saturday I had to close again, but it wasn't as bad because we weren't busy and I wasn't there at 9am. Afterwards went to simrell's and played some darts and pool. I still dont' feel very comfortable in there yet. soon though. soon...

Hey tonight's jen creasey's birthday whoo. There's someone who's going to experience time loss tonight. after her 15th pitcher of beer or something :D anywhoo, OUT

Hooray for working late so you can't go out and have any fun. Tonight both me and adar had to close, and everyone else is like "are you going out?" so mick told adam to call his cellphone when we were done to say where they were all at. Adam called and nobody answered, so then he calls christi's cellphone and nobody answers. so we were irate. We finally drove by simrell's and they were probably there, but there was a band so it was a $4 cover charge, and it was already almost 2, so paying the money for an hour isn't worth it. Just went back to adam's and I came home.

At work, a little after I had just clocked on, which reminds me: I forgot to clock out tonight :D :D :D, anyway, so the grease trap stops up and starts just filling the kitchen with lovely mix of water, grease, whatever else is in there. Completely unsanitary and dangerous, but lisa kept us going. If there were a god, corporate would've come in and shut us down for the day. or few days. but there is no god. actually, there is, he made corporate turn around before coming in for some reason. maybe one of them left their 03' porsche outside and had to go hide it from the snow. so yeah. For a good hour or so, most of the kitchen is covered with this stuff. I'm surprised nobody fell or anything. really slick. yep yep yep. because of having to do stuff with that, I got really behind on dishes and just burned down completely. I was ready to leave again. Wow, 2 hours into a shift and i'm ready to leave. Last time I was ready to go was valentine's day, and I had been there for like 8 hours. bah.

Last night I was going to write in this thing about something, and i've forgotten now... hmm... oh well, I'll bet $85.32 it wasn't important. oh yeah and me and adar both missed jen creasey's show tonight :( I wanted to go. so did adam. she doesn't think we did. she's silly.