Despite the party Saturday night being less than underwhelming, I still had a great weekend. Not a moment spent alone until right now. I hung out with Josh and Ashley and Jon and Mike and Krista and Jake a little and Ryan and Lauren and my daddy. And today I came home and Fonz came over and hung out, and he just left about 30 minutes ago. Now I'm ready for bed.
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It's 2:30 in the morning and I'm not even trying to sleep. Oh, well. So, I'll elaborate a little more about my day.
Earlier today, Jon said he didn't even know Caleb and I were seniors. I told him he better be there on May 20th! He said he'll get some cap guns, dress like Yosemite Sam, and Yeehaw! all over the place when they call "Hayley an Dooer." And I said, "What if they actually call him Dooer?" And Jon asked, "Are we the only ones who call you Dooer?" And Caleb said yes. And it's true, but I don't feel like getting into the story behind the name. And Jon said Caleb should make up some crazy story as to why he's called Dooer, but it should be a different story every time he tells it. So I said one of the stories could be, "I climbed Mt.Everest. They said I'd never do it, but I did, so I'm a doer." And then Jon came up with, "You see that girl over there? Yeah... I'd do 'er." And that's just gold right there.
Today with Jon and Mike at the campfire was chock-full of A+ stories.
So, then Nick came over and helped me with my art project while we listened to Tool. And I let him try the Sims 3 on my computer. The Sims 3 is just always endless entertainment. Then I got the geetfiddle and we played it and the ukulele for a minute. Then he went home.
I had a fun day. Yesterday was pretty good too, but I don't feel like getting into it.
My dog is pregnant. She's super cute and the dad is TAZ. If you don't know this already, Taz is my life and soul all wrapped up in a bundle of black fur. I MUST keep one of these puppies. I will absolutely pull out my best negotiating card and talk my mom into letting me have one or talk my dad into letting me keep one. I mean, not only will they be irresistibly adorable because both Taz and Kia or sew kewt, but I also want a little baby Taz to carry on his legacy.
In other news, deliberately not sleeping is a form of unconscious (or maybe even conscious) self-harm. :|
Well, fuck.
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