i think i've done this before

an email i sent to my friends:

just seeing what you all are up to for thanksgiving. my mom said i could prolly invite a few friends over for dinner, perhaps joe or phil might be interested in this? are any of you coming up?

after we do our family things, and after fritch gets back from his grandparents, we should all party at the black hole. we should smoke a lot of "stotches" and get wasted on beer with spanky. nodnarb will supply the whiskey. every few minutes, creeper will stick his head out of the bedroom door and call in the next person to do a line.

we can drop by the forest club, and hang out with all the college swords in town for the holidays. tank-ass will sing in drill sargeant voice, i will spit that ill game to ill sword chicks, and "mr. prison ink" can almost get into fights with washed up jocks. then we can pass out at the black hole and sleep in blue cigarrette smoke all night long. when we wake up in the morning, our lungs will be splitting, our gullets tripping, and our heads aching. then we will walk all the way across town, a walk of shame if you will, to our cars. let's make this a thanksgiving to remember.

time for an update, dog

oh my god, chico halloween 2k killed kenny, you bastards

chico was pretty washed up for halloween this year.

also, every time i go there i feel like i am running a script. i hang out with the same people at the same houses, got to the same bars, have the same conversations, go home with the same girl, make the same walk of shame in the morning, get the same breakfast at the same restruant with the same lousy service and same good food. i am not so interested in going to chico anymore. are any of you up for a trip to chico on the 18th to loose change and union of the dead?

nod asked "carla, did you get hella jealous when you found out your boyfriend pete spent the night with another girl?" carla blushed and told him to shut up.

the best part of the trip was the words that came out of laura's mouth. laura is the 16 yr old sister of laura and belinda's roommate emily.

to carla, about the cd that was just put on her car stereo: "a gangster that listens to afi?"

to carla about her car: "i've never been in a gangster car before."

when carla and marcy (carla's mexican homie) explained that they are are not gangsters: "oh, i thought you were gangsters because you hang out with mexicans."

on the subject of oral sex: "that is so gross. i would never do that with a guy. i wouldn't even do that to mark wahlberg. he's pretty fine. i'd make out with him."

on penises: "they are so gross. gross looking, gross feeling, they don't feel good, i hate penises."

on san diego, where carla, and marcy are thinking about moving: "san diego is cool. it has everything. there's the beach, music, movies...there's even a ghetto for you guys."

unsolicited, after a long stretch of silence, on her lifestyle: "i guess i am what you would call a 'preppie.' being a preppie is cool. you wear nice clothes, get good grades. maybe you drink a little bit, but you don't really have a problem. some preppies are closet alcoholics, but preppies don't get all crazy."

unsolicited, on her music: "i really like limp bizkit."

as we roll into chico: "can we drive by all the frat houses? i bet there's some cute boys there."