a certain cemetary

you know, the other day i drove by a certain cemetary. this was on 519 once you pass the mall and walmart etc...(old walmart now theres a new super walmart). anyways, i went with my parents the other day we had taco bell for lunch and went to the mall where my mom got me some new clothes and converse (i wrote that tho remember?) we drove past this certain cemetary, and i recollected when i used to date glenn, anyways, first night we hung out he bought a 12 pack and he was impressed that i was able to finish a 6pack and still be cool. i was like, 20 when i started dating him, (like i have mentioned pleny of times). this was a start of a magical summer. ok see, we used to work together, at mcdonalds LOL! yeah we did so what! all of glenns friends and brother worked there too i remember. i was pretty quiet. there was to be a wedding, (a big girl named heather ((i think>??)) that worked there. she invited glenn (not me tho) so glenn needed a date. he asked me. later he told me it was either me, this short cute high school girl named kristen pickle (yes pickle!) and this other pretty high school girl named selena, or me. for some reason he asked me, (the quiet older weird girl?) who knows?!?? i dont! so i remember the first night we hung out. he actually turned his asking me to wedding to asking if i want to go to woodstock 99 with him. sure chyeah!!! so this was back when we actually had to purchase tickets AT ticketmaster, instead of online. so he asked me to go with him to the bridgewater commons mall so we can get tickets, so i was like, ok. so we went to mall (lovely mall in new jersey) so we got scissors. ((EDIT HAHA! SCISSORS! I was watching this movie about giant arachnids scarlett johanssens in it he said throw me the scissors i must of wrote scissors instead of tickets LOL) so we went to leave and we took a wrong way we saw signs for mahwah nj, we were like, wth is mahwah? we ended up there!?? NJ is weird. its a small state but its a vast state and believe me, there are SO many towns in nj that i have NEVER even heard of!??? weird towns!! i grew up in hunterdon and warren county, NOT the weird areas of nj....i grew up in flemington nj and then later phillipsburg. i do not know the rest of nj. we used to go to trenton for the dentist tho my dad was an art teacher then later computer teacher in trenton nj. he used to sometimes bring me to his school to hang out for the day. i know of mahwah now but after glenn and i left the mall we ended up there. it was dark too. we finally found our way back this was around 9 i believe. glenn asked if i wanted to get some beer. i was like, yeah ok! so his mother actually got us 12 pack of beer, (i forget what kind tho). so, he had a black pickup truck so he parked at the farthest spot in the driveway, right by the barn away from the house and he turned the radio on and we sat in the bed of the truck drinking our beer. we had really good conversation that night. it was nice. we eventually went to sit inside where glenn put the heat on and next thing we knew his dad woke us up when he was getting ready to go to work or something. i forget? his truck was running all night how we didn't die from fumes is a mystery? we didnt mess around or anything like that too. since it was early i was craving mcdonalds breakfast. (i love mickey d's breakfast!) i think it was a saturday tho im not sure why his dad was going to work? who knows? but it was like 7 am so we went to mcdonalds for breakfast//((BONUS STORY i remember i had a composition book when i was a kid and i would write short stories, game ideas, advice columns, etc and i asked my next door neighbour kristy to write in it. she wrote a journal entry and in it she said for breakfast her and her family had mcdonalds and then she went to the court so the man her mother was married to at the time could adopt her)...ok back to the other story. so we went to mcdonalds ((where we worked at in fact, mary anne saw us we went through drive through mary anne was an older nosy lady who thought she was a manager)) *ok i just saw a mark ryden post on facebook something about his artwork gives me a headache...its like. ultra saturated with MK ultra themes, i just cant look at his paintings without getting a headache*

anyways, we passed the aforementioned cemetary and i suggested going there. so we drove into the cemetary, (we were tired and a bit hungover too mind you) i wanted to lay down so we layed down in front of a grave. we layed on the grave.

i recollected this the other day when we were driving by that certain cemetary.


this was originally titled day after a hangover, so im going to go with that. i was hungover but i didnt sleep it off we had mcds for breakfast then napped on a grave. now tho...i get wiped out after drinking. friday mike actually hung out a bit, of course we just watched a movie, 'trick or treat' STUPID!!!! after that it was like 2 and he went to sleep. hes boring. yesterday i will post pics of my adventure but not now we took a walk and went inside this abandoned office it was cool. i gazed at the sun (more on that later tho)....

so mike said scott wanted to hang out but mike didnt want to drive to northampton.. we watched ghost ship and mike said we were going to go to westons so we did. weston was drinking but he seemed fine he asked our opinion about a new car he was deciding on a subaru or a cadillac we all agreed on a subaru. fixed some good drink with the rum from the islands. i had a coconut rum from the dewdrops of the islands (what i said) and a bit of the other rum with some cherry 7up and ice. it was good but got a little bit too saccharine. so we were all chillin and scott drove there too. so we were hanging out all of a sudden weston blasts like, madonna off his playlist on his mac. i think he was feeling the rum a bit too much. so next thing we know he got up mumbled some nonsensical wordings, and disappeared. the doors to his bedroom were closed so we all knew he crashed out. which was fine because we wanted to get some beer. so we went back to our house, (mikes) and we walked on over to the pickled egg to get some beers. mike had to check out the model of the week from the valley beat. i hate when he does that. so we went to the basement to watch youtube stuff. scott and i had our beers but mike didnt even make a drink. it was like midnight and stuff. i looked over and mike was laying down. hes so dull!! i hate it! why cant he just hang? you know? i could tell scott wanted to hang out but mike always falls asleep its annoying! i told scott about 'illuninati stuff' ((im going to make a folder for 'illuminati stuff' on my facebook soon but i need to compile more images)....but then mike really did fall asleep and therefore scott didnt really want to hang out i dont think he wanted to anger mike so scott said he was getting tired, (it wasnt even 2 am at that point) ppl cant hang, but i did want mike to wake up to hang out he didnt. so i went upstairs but of course mike was like a hawk and he didnt want me to stay up i had to go to sleep. hes so lame! anyways i am slightly hungover now and i just feel weak and sore. my muscles feel atrophied or something. after a shower i will feel a bit better tho.

thats all for now!

after a night of drinking, its good to soak your muscles, for they are sore. if a bath isnt feasible, just take a shower. the steam will open up your pores and help you. if you have access to a steam room that would work too. dress comfortably, sweats. even better, 'luxury' sweats. juicy is so 2005 but you can still rock them. take it easy. if you want to break a sweat take a light walk on the treadmill or even a light jog for 20 minutes. sweat out the remainders of a hangover like sammi sweetheart likes to do after a night of drinking. have soup. tomato, with homemade croutons. wear fuzzy socks. lounge around all fucking day. whine and complain about it. post on facebook, "im so fucking hungover fucknuts!" pee alot. take a shit, (believe me that helps too. get rid of those toxins) gross i dont care! it helps! just....consider NOT drinking! consider a life of sobriety, where you never wake up feeling hungover. you wake up at a good time, 8am, you actually go to church on sundays.  who knows?? damnet