Time To Get Loaded!
2004-02-19 || 3:16 p.m.

Time To Get Loaded!

This weekend should be chock full of of drunken shinanigans. Did I spell that right? ah who the fuck cares. A friend of mine is coming to visit from Cali. I hav'nt seen her in like ten years. We were best of friends in high school and did pretty much everything together. And we were just friends. Honest we never had any kind of sexual contact. She is a knockout too I guess I did'nt want to ruin our relationship. She felt the same way. We talked about it a couple of times but decided that we loved each other in a much different way. I have really missed her since she moved to California. I have only seen her once in about 16 years. She came to visit about ten years ago and we had a blast. I can't wait to see her. We used to do everything together. We were even in a band together. We used to play like depeche mode/erasue/new order type music. It was fun. Shit we were playing in bars in Newark when we were like 16. If my mother only knew. We got some record company intrest but that intailed moving to california. I just wasn't ready for that at the time. She went and did a couple of albums for Epic records. The band is called The Anything Box. The had a song on the charts called living in oblivion on the charts for a short time. She's no longer with the band but the bands founder Claude is still going strong.

Dania is her name and I still to this day consider her one of my closest and dearest friends. We hardly keep in touch anymore but when we get together it's like not even a day has gone by. So saturday we are all meeting at another friends house and believe me, the booze will be flowing. I'm sure we'll get into some kind of trouble. Alot of these friends I hav'nt seen in a while either. We all get together once every couple of years and have a blast. Another of my dearest friends will be there also, Todd who I hav'nt seen in a few years since his wedding. He is like the brother I never had. In fact we sort of look alike so some people get our names mixed up. We just play along and bust thier balls. It's great fun. He and I will most definetly be going shot for shot. He is a mortician now. You would never know it because he is one of the funniest and wildest guts I know. So late saturday night expect a drunken entry, that is if I even make it home. Don't worry , my folks are coming out from Maine this weekend to watch the kids. I don't think I'm ready to subject them to my drunken parties.

Later,ROB