"the dullest read of our time," says the NEW YORK TIMES
If this really were an autobiography and had been published, that is what the reviews would say. Nothing ever happens, the story doesn't even have an ending....barely even has a middle. So, I decided that I should work on finishing the book. So, it's back to what I call reality...most would refer to it as blogging, but you say tomato.
I am now officially the most nonboring boring person you know. So, here's the story as to why.
This past Saturday night, Mickayla was spending the night at Noah's, Tammi was working, and her girls were staying with friends and Darrin wasn't home. So, there I am bored off my ass. Even though I should have been thinking "YES YES YES!!! THE HOUSE ALL TO MYSELF"...but no. I was thinking "Man this really sucks." So I decided to go out. Well, after Tammi got done working, she joined me down to friends and a bunch of us decided to go out to Don Elmer's. That alone should tell you that this night would not be normal. So, Stacy Pesik was really drunk and wanted to go to her place and Tammi was to follow, as were Cole and Vanessa after running to Cole's to get some beer. So I took Stacy home and there we sat. Finally I started to feel my alcohol. Neither Tammi, nor Cole and Vanessa showed. I don't know what happened to Tammi, but I found out that Cole and Vanessa got to Cole's house and forgot why they'd even gone there, so just went to bed. They didn't know why they were there, because Sue had a houseful so they were going to stay at her house. Anyway, there I am feeling drunk, trying to text people on Stacy's phone which is out of minutes and doesn't work. So, I decided to go home. Well, Stacy lives above Friends, so it was only about a 6 block walk home. Anyway...I made it up to the courts and decided I was really tired...and didn't want to walk, but didn't have a ride either. Then I saw it....a bike...someone left their bike parked against the fence at the courts. *LIGHT BULB * I had an idea. So, I hopped on this little bmx type bike and start pedaling. Not really that easy on a small bike when you haven't ridden one in about 5+ years. AHHH the relief, I make it home in record time, so it seems. My walking in the door wakes Darrin. And what do I tell him..."I just stole a bike".....I got quite the reaction.."WHAT!!! WHERE!!! WHEN!!! WHO'S??????" So, I told him where I got it. And I went to bed with him laughing at me hysterically. Who wouldn't find that funny (maybe the bike's owner). So, I guess at 5:30 am, just 20 minutes after I got home, Darrin ran out, saw who's bike it was and flipped (so says Tammi). Darrin had a friend return the bike a little later that morning for him. It turns out the bike belonged to someone who would have assumed it was Darrin who took it and would have kicked his ass. It belonged to one of the Nowalk kids...oh well. Darrin knows the kid's sister and they are friends so no biggie.
So there you have it. I'm a bike theif. I admit it. One of the humerous parts of the story though. That night, Tammi and I had been on his ass about his hanging out with kids who he knows steals and he needs to keep his ass away from these guys. And then I go and steal a bike. Oh well. It makes for a story...I don't know if it's a good one, but it's a story none the less.
So, the story continues........
maybe the next couple of chapters will be better and we'll get published yet.
I am now officially the most nonboring boring person you know. So, here's the story as to why.
This past Saturday night, Mickayla was spending the night at Noah's, Tammi was working, and her girls were staying with friends and Darrin wasn't home. So, there I am bored off my ass. Even though I should have been thinking "YES YES YES!!! THE HOUSE ALL TO MYSELF"...but no. I was thinking "Man this really sucks." So I decided to go out. Well, after Tammi got done working, she joined me down to friends and a bunch of us decided to go out to Don Elmer's. That alone should tell you that this night would not be normal. So, Stacy Pesik was really drunk and wanted to go to her place and Tammi was to follow, as were Cole and Vanessa after running to Cole's to get some beer. So I took Stacy home and there we sat. Finally I started to feel my alcohol. Neither Tammi, nor Cole and Vanessa showed. I don't know what happened to Tammi, but I found out that Cole and Vanessa got to Cole's house and forgot why they'd even gone there, so just went to bed. They didn't know why they were there, because Sue had a houseful so they were going to stay at her house. Anyway, there I am feeling drunk, trying to text people on Stacy's phone which is out of minutes and doesn't work. So, I decided to go home. Well, Stacy lives above Friends, so it was only about a 6 block walk home. Anyway...I made it up to the courts and decided I was really tired...and didn't want to walk, but didn't have a ride either. Then I saw it....a bike...someone left their bike parked against the fence at the courts. *LIGHT BULB * I had an idea. So, I hopped on this little bmx type bike and start pedaling. Not really that easy on a small bike when you haven't ridden one in about 5+ years. AHHH the relief, I make it home in record time, so it seems. My walking in the door wakes Darrin. And what do I tell him..."I just stole a bike".....I got quite the reaction.."WHAT!!! WHERE!!! WHEN!!! WHO'S??????" So, I told him where I got it. And I went to bed with him laughing at me hysterically. Who wouldn't find that funny (maybe the bike's owner). So, I guess at 5:30 am, just 20 minutes after I got home, Darrin ran out, saw who's bike it was and flipped (so says Tammi). Darrin had a friend return the bike a little later that morning for him. It turns out the bike belonged to someone who would have assumed it was Darrin who took it and would have kicked his ass. It belonged to one of the Nowalk kids...oh well. Darrin knows the kid's sister and they are friends so no biggie.
So there you have it. I'm a bike theif. I admit it. One of the humerous parts of the story though. That night, Tammi and I had been on his ass about his hanging out with kids who he knows steals and he needs to keep his ass away from these guys. And then I go and steal a bike. Oh well. It makes for a story...I don't know if it's a good one, but it's a story none the less.
So, the story continues........
maybe the next couple of chapters will be better and we'll get published yet.
posted by Cass at 10:10 PM
3 Comments:
Haha I love your picture of the day!
Oh and yay for finally updating!
Finally!!!! I talked to you yesterday so I already told you I love that you're stealing bikes now - it looks good on you. :o) I missed you and am so glad you're back - keep up the blogging!! Love you!!
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