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This weekend hasn't been such a waste. Spent Friday doing stuff... nothing really. I was supposed to go to Megan's birthday party... i had a present and everything. But my dad (and his jobless self) forgot that he was taking me and went to clean his goddamn boat. DAMN THE MAN! We all got into a fight about our lack of communications. My mom was supposed to go to Florida to see my aunt and my little cousin, since he found out a while back he had something cancerous in his little arm. Its ok now... it wasn't the kind of cancer that spreds like that and he got it removed. But my dad's stupid ticket was non-transferable, but they didn't relieze that till they got to the airport. oh jeez. It was v. not good. No one was happy that night. On Saturday we went to NY for my Aunt Jano's Birthday. I LOVE going to NY. Its the coolest. I saw Nuk (the U must have an umlout [the 2 little dots above the letter; its a german thing] above it) For all of you who don't know Nuk with and umlout (I KNOW thats not how its spelled), Nuk is a grafiti artist somewhere between Paterson and the George Washington Bridge. I don't really know him personaly but i see his tag everytime i go there. One day Im gonna take his picture. NY was fun. Bunches of people were there, and so was Michelle so i wasn't lonely. I haven't seen her in zonks. We ate, and talked, and watched movies. My Aunt DD just organized her entire movie collection so its all easily accesible. THEY HAVE EVERYTHING! You name it they have it. I stole a couple movies to take home (Tank Girl, Guys and Dolls, High Fidelity, Grosse Pointe Blank, Romeo & Juliet [Baz Luhrman Version]) to now become completely obsessed with. My new actor obsession is John Cusack. He looks good in purple. The color purple has now become a standard measure for how goodlooking a guy is. If he looks good in purple, sexy is he. Hugh Jackman, John Cusack, and Seth Green all look damn good in purple. Enough said. My Uncle Johnny, and Uncle Mark are both up from N. Carolina. And they brought their dog Jacard w/ them. He's this cute little hyper shitzu (i can't spell) who eats anything, including some ladies sinus pills that night. He was fine though... he just kept running around all crazy like. Everyone got drunk. All in all, a good night. We got home around midnight, and my aunt Pam and her friend were at our house. I went straight up to my room with some coke... of the soda variety, and watched the rest of Grosse Pointe Blank again. The just slept in till noon the next day. The Father Figure got bagels the next morning and i ate 2. My mom and i went shopping at the flower place and then BJ's which sucks. Its a damn imitation cosco and they suck. They are too damn organized and clean. But i did get 2 books (Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, and some book about Idiots.) and a whole barrel of Chupa Chups all to myself. I then emidently marched back upstairs and watched Guys and Dolls (Let me just say that both Marlon Brando and Frank Sinatra were v. sexy. I think that both of them would look v. manly in purple. Its a good movie, full of some great songs and lines. and crap! What more could you want!? I ate about 1/4 of my lolipops and then came down to eat dinner and went straight back up there. Then my aunt and i went to get some movies. Driving w/ her ranks #2 on my most scary driving expirences of all times.
MOST SCARY DRIVING EXPIRENCES OF ALL TIME: 1) The time Katie Hurley drove on the wrong side of the road on the Rt. 46 on our way back to school.
2) Aunt Pam. She has a sports car, can't drive under 45, and thinks our cops are Nazis.
3) The Father Figure. Always drives fast, drums on the dash, air guitars, and doesn't keep his eyes on the road.
4) The time that we almost got our front ripped off by a bus in Christene's car at the Anthony's Intersection in Rockaway while driving back to school.
5) When I was five and I messed we the car and made it back up off our driveway into oncomming traffic.
6) Mike. I trust you, just not your car.
must rock out. the love is there. rin
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