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Monday, November 21, 2005

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar...
What the hell am I talking about? I am a Rockstar!
I don't even know where to begin on my weekend. It was relatively uneventful until about 4:30 Sunday evening. I can't do the night justice with an essay, so I'm going with a list
*Jim Ferguson and Robey Condra knocking on my front door
*Deer Scrapes+Chupacabra+Hogs+"The Forest"=Amy being scared
*"Can't Get Right" aka Jason
*"Can't Get Right Niether" aka Amy
*"Can't Get Worse" Ferguson
*Bonfires during a burn ban
*Broom handles, Paper sacks and Snipe Hunting
*Taking a 'short' ride up the dirt road
*Shots of Jack Daniels
*Robey being my 'Housewarming gift'
*2 Hours of Sleep
*Amy telling me to get that "stupid fucker Jim" out of her bed so she can sleep
*Amy getting NO sleep
*Not remembering just a whole hell of a lot of my evening
*Putting Keri's bacheleorette party favor to good use
* Waking up at 4am and cleaning house
*Hitting my thumb with a hammer at 6am
*Last but definately NOT least...Jessica and I ascending the thrones as the "Trinity River Queens" God Save the Queen(s)
Jessica if you have anything to add, let me know...

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny With her bleach blond hair
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

♥Oh, so vintage... 7:42 AM


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