The Obscure

I am in a FANTASTIC mood. I don't know if it's me taking my happy pills again, or just the weather beating down on my bad mood fortress until it collapsed, or the awesome day I had (though after some thought it's probably the third) but I am feeling DAMN good. Here is how my day went down....

I made several wardrobe changes throughout the night. Here is a list of them for reference, the following text will be coded.
Mary Shelley- Just white T-shirt and jeans.
Thom Hanks- I wore my blue janitor-esque jacket.
Mary Antoinette- I wore my guayubera shirt with my jean jacket.
On my way to petie's farm- I wore my green sweatshirt.
Got stuck in the mud in the driving rain- I wore my blue flannel and my green baseball hat.

I woke up at about 10:30, got out of bed, picked up the stack of clothes I had set out the previous night (sometimes when I'm going to hang out with Lauren I turn gay and do gay things like set out my clothes the previous night) grabbed my towel and took a shower. THEN I got out of the shower, brushed my teeth and got dressed and dried off (not necessarily in that order); (Mary Shelley) I left the bathroom at about 11:20, because I enjoy my long showers (bite me). I had to clean and vacuum the hallway for my mother because I had promised to do it before Lauren and Leah got here, and they were supposed to be here at 11:30. So I cleaned up the hallway as fast as I could, then I had to do the dishes because I had also promised my mother I would do those (last night); I was about halfway done with those when Lauren and Leah came in (a little past twelve. They are unreliable). (Thom Hanks) I finished those up and then joined them in my room, where we sat around for a while doing stuff that I don't really remember at all. Then Taylor came over; we hung out in my room and did stuff that I can't really remember now. (Mary Antoinette) Then we went a-walkin' down to kentacohut where I got three tacos (one from sugar-momma, two funded by regular-momma) and then we went to dunkin donuts and Lauren bought Taylor a coffee and we also met up with Tim (who had a hell of a time finding us). Then we went home again (home again, jiggety jig), after stopping at Roche Bros. Here is our shopping list...

SharkBites
Dunkaroos
Can of Frosting
Orbit Gum
Dr. Pepper

Seriously, we are stoners in all but the lack of marijauna use.
We met up with Hogan outside roche bros before we went to dunkin donuts and he liked my shirt immensely, I considered this a nice jab in the proverbial shoulder.

We were in Dunkin Donuts and we finally met up with Tim who had been looking and waiting for us for over an hour. We walked back to the house in a sleepy daze.
(Mary Shelley) We hung out in my room for a little while, us three guys insulting Leah and hurting Lauren and making general asses of ourselves; Leah and Lauren laughing at our antics and doing some strange homo-erotic, somehow humorous (but only to them) mo lovin' shazz.
(On my way to petie's farm) THEN they wanted to go to SalVal (not me, I'm lazy). So we got up and walked there, which involved a lot of singing, falling, piggy-backs, and skipping (Lauren skips, she's stupid). Eventually we made it there, where Lauren bought a new shirt and (sugamomma) bought me a John Lennon shirt (the same one Ryans got, for those mo lovin' shazzes out there). The total came to 2 dollars and 48 cents, I thought it was a good bargain. There was a leather chair there that was the most comfortable thing my ass has ever touched. If heaven was built on the conforming, supple foundations of that chair, I would become a missionary.
Then we left SalVal and headed over to where Taylor used to live because that's a fun place to run around and shazz, we got sidetracked though, and just hung out in the graveyard across from the High School for a little while and then turned back. Leah lent me her sunglasses cause I was starting to get a headache, I felt like I was in The Eagles. We sat on this rock for a little while and... uh... contemplated our lots in life (yes, that will do nicely). It was a fun time.
Then we hopped back on our Magical Transmogrifying Bus of Wonders (in this particular case, in the form of our shoes.) and trundled on back home. On the way though...

LAUREN HAD TO URINATE

And also she wanted some french fries, so we stopped off at boigah ki and there was a huge line. So I got in line for her while she hopped aboard the tinkle-tank, paid for her fries (with her money, I'm as poor as hell) and Tim bought Taylor and hisself the famous Lost Boys Meal (I can't tell you what the meal is, it's a secret of the Lost Boys.... Also, we are called the Lost Boys apparently. Don't ask me why). THEN we finally did go home, around 5:30.
This entire time I had been kind of trailing Lauren like I was her confused toddler (my apologies for that chums) and we ended up walking kind of alone a little bit and got to talk a smidge when we were back at my house, it was cool; don't get me wrong, I loved the rest of it too, my friends are the greatest.
(Mary Shelley) We had to hang out for another hour before Youth Group, so we played some Quake and ate some of the stuff we had attained throughout the day. Leah and Tim drew a lewd picture of me and Lauren drew a cool picture of me that put my art to shame, then I drew a picture of Myself (jeez, too bad Taylor didn't draw a picture of me too.) and generally just doodled around. My sister found and returned my tiger blanket, which is my favorite blanket of all time.
The day was winding down, or was it just beginning?
My mom brought my sister and her friends to the lock-in that is currently being held at my church, we all hung out in my room making a mess and causing a ruckus and playing games until she rang the doorbell and (Got stuck in the mud in the driving rain) drove Leah, Lauren, and I to Youth Group. Taylor and Tim stayed behind, for reasons unknown to even the highest earthly authorities. On the way we listened to some jams, I made an ass of myself talking to Leah and Lauren about things of little consequence, and the day moved on.
When we got to NTCS Leah hopped aboard her car and drove home. Lauren and I hung out at Youth Group, joined the general festivities. While there was some strange game a'goin, Lauren took her toe ring, bent it, and put it on my nose on that in betweeny part, like a nose-ring. She squeezed the ring though and it hurt really bad, in a moment of blind nose-pain I hurled the ring away,;it fell in the radiator and was lost. I feel like a dick about it, but then she told me that it was her TOE RING that I lost. I don't feel quite as bad about it now, because it was THOUGHTLESS of her to do such a horrible thing to me, what with my foot-phobia.
Aside from that it was a fun time, things were said, games were played, I'm pretty sure I became a man; and now the day is 3 minutes from officially over (Mary Shelley) and I am in the best mood I have been in for years. It feels like summer, I don't know how I'm going to be able to go to school again. We shall see.

Sorry to bore you with this long and pointless entry. To be perfectly frank I am just hyper and have nothing else to do with the energy. Now, I think I shall go watch The Italian Job, and write in my actual journal about feelings I have that are too personal for this public place. Goodnight.