Up north turned out to be not as great as I thought. A lot of heat. A lot of bugs. Turns out, my brother drunk is not the greatest thing in the world. haha. No. I take that back. My brother drunk is pretty great, but there are a lot of ups and downs to camping.
So, let's just say, when I got home yesterday I was a bit more happier than I thought I'd be.
We ended the trip early because Mike and Kenny literally broke our tent. Our amazing tent. Fucker was huge. Had a couch. A table. A lamp. Two queen sized air mattresses. It was the chill pad. The adults called it "The pothead party tent" because that's where all us kidults (we're still kids, but we're the age of adults) came to get fuuuuuuuuuucked up. Smoked the pot tent. Drank all the alcohol tent. You know. The party. And Mike and Kenny broke it. They ruined our house. hah.
So me and Alex came home yesterday. I took a nap. Had an amaaaaaaazing shower. Got to cuddle with Bailey and Gizmo (: Which is good. Because I missed them a lot. I don't think Gizmo missed me too much, but I know Bailey did. He was so excited when I walked in the door I thought his butt was gonna fall off. haha.
I'm still going to Pennsylvania tomorrow. I'm real excited to see Jamie and Nate :D I get paid tomorrow so I'll hit the road after work. Also, I need to call and pay my stupid speeding ticket. Fuck small town cops.
Other than the downs, the ups were awesome (: Especially the part where I got drunk as fuck and punched my brother in the face for $20.00. LOL
Oh boy. Fife Life.
