Say It Again, Lennon.

Weekends weekends.... Friday Jaymes and OB walked to my house and then Justin scooped by and gave us a ride back to Jaymes'. While we waited for Raul and Kassaundra, Joe unexpectedly showed up with news of Ben being captured by his mother in attempts to get to us. :) Ha. Ten minutes later... Ben is there, yanking me off the chair with Justin and dumping me next to himself and O'bryan on the couch. Joe decides to go to Ccrossroads with Jayson.. and I almost go but catch myself and stay behind, though I should have tagged along. About an hour later... and some kinda Star Wars clone cartoon DVD... Raul and Kassy come and get us in a suburban and we head to Northwest where we meet dear Angie. Then it's Sin City, baby! We see Desi? Desi sitting with her cousin an the center of the theatre.. the only other people at this new release at a lousy 8:35 showing. Northwest sucks. We see the fine film, gorgeous in visuals... lacking in integrity and worthiness... but lovely nonetheless... I'm a sucker for that rich black and white and flash of vibrant colour. I really do drink that stuff up. Then it's to Sonic to Sonic... and home again home again... tra-la-la-la.... Justin and I make a night of it and leave, and I plow into bed to sleep for a full 10 hours!! But -gasp- my screen play is due at 2;00 Pm and I don't awake until 12:20. Totally stressing. I scratch some stuff up, and head to Say Si with Sarah B. My screen play goes off not as I'd like but hey, it wasn't a lead balloon. i come home, watch some Tv and I'm asleep AGAIN... and then it's 7:30. Carly's waiting to go to a protest... with me, and we pick her up about 8. The park is a waste of time.. no one gets arrested.... authority sucks. Jeorge calls... doesn't call back... what's new? I go home, sleep till 12:30 again.. Pablo calls and wants to go to Poteet. I say yes, he'll pick me up at 4... so I watch Blow. 4 o'clock, everyone bails.... I watch Gillmore Girls until 8:30. 8:30 still no Jeorge... I dont care... really I don't.... Cherry Coke, torta and cookies. Internet, Hector... Justin, Greg, Sarah... Mark and Harris. 10:30. Should I call it a nite? I'll do it!