Goddamn. I was hanging with three dudes from Tahoe and a dude from Maryland yesterday. We got sooooo fuckin shitty. Mr and Justin were drinking 40s of olde English in the car, and Lauren and clif were makin Vegas bombs, I was riding shotty and Jenna was driving my car. We got to the beach and ruined a wedding I screamed "look wt the bride" while Justin rolled down the window and said "40s!" Clif said y'all are gettin married and were just here drinking, then we went to the Catalina wine mixer. Which was really the bodega beer and wine fest, so at the Catalina wine mixer we sit in the car smoking joints we got for free from the store and talk about natural disasters. So we get into the Catalina wine mixer and literally never leave the drink tent, there's performance art, a live band, art galleries galore but we just stay in the drink tent. Anyway the drink ticket only allows six hole punches, I have two and then a pourer couldn't open a bottle so I offer to help and she gives me the bottle to drink. I also swiped a summer solstice beer from boon ale works. I forgot to mention we all five watched the majority of Titanic before this all went down.
Anyway we get back to town and while Justin and I are asleep Lauren and clif decide to break up. So we awoke to a literal fight. First, I'm bear hugging clif which is hilarious because that dude could drop me with just a flare then I'm bear huggin Lauren screaming "we do not throw punches in this house" then Jenna whisks clif away to a hotel while Lauren starts talking shut and having a panic attack. So Justin and I take her on a walk to the elementary school and the creek and we buy some mickeys etc. and beef jerky. We get home, order a pizza and pass out. I woke up this morning and nobody's here..
Yup, that's what it's like when family visits. I can't believe I used to live with these people.