plus i owed him 60 bucks, so he had leverage on who was gonna drove to WHO'S house.
whitey wanted to go surfing, and i told him that we'd only be 30 minutes, and it WOULD have been only 30.... but i can't control the train schedule... and our timeline got hijacked by a slow moving freight train at marine, near the costco. but i got whitey to go is my point.
while we were unloading the 1/2-price-car-signs my cousin michelle brought out her baby drew, who wanted me to hold him. wich i did.
we stopped at tommy burgers on the way home, and whitey got a cheeseburger, an orange bang, and a chocolate shake.
white-nation says he wants to head to mexico for a few days, that sounds so fucking tempting. FUCKING MEXICO!!!! who needs to go to vegas to party... when TJ is 3 and a half hours away?!?!
the cupping marks on my back still feel a little sore, and i hope i don't get cupped more when i go in tomorrow at 9.
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