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| quote: | Originally posted by D-res
I'm spent... That is all. |
With regard to this, I've got a bit of a story.
Saturday we all went out to a party (Jake Blarrell) to celebrate Omega_Blue's birthday, and we got pretty tore up. The promoters took care of us all night with free drinks and a table to chill at in the booth, and Jake (:p) played a hell of a set.
At 2, I'm pretty well ready to get going to the afterparty, so I grab a few of the kids with us and head towards my car - when we get there, I see everything all akimbo within the car and wonder to myself "What the , m8?"
I look to the back seat and realize immediately "Huh, would you look at that, my car was broken into and my iPod was stolen!" Oddly enough, I really didn't have any emotion - I wasn't pissed, I wasn't stressed, more than anything I was cold and just wanted to get home.
Got to afters, spun records, got beany and a little more drunk off some quality rum, and had some good fun with a lot of good friends as well as some new ones, and in general, enjoyed my night out more than most I have in recent memory.
At 6AM, D-Res and I "press & sealed" my window back into action, and we took Blake (I mean, Jake) back to his hotel, all the while remarking how nice it is that my car now makes ocean noises!
:gsmile:
Don't know why I bothered typing this all out - but meh, /random.
PRESS & SEAL, YO! |
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