tuesday i went to newport news with caitlin that evening. we had to go to the "love shack" to get some party favors because brealyn has to go to some bachelorette party and she didn't have time to go get stuff... we stopped by station 1 in grafton on the way back to see dad at the fire house... i got to sit in the front seat of the ladder truck... i haven't done that since i was a kid.

we got back in time to watch blow out... that show on bravo about jonathan anton the haircutter guy... bahaha... hilarious. we smoked with caitlin's mom and watched that and asked the question, "why are those m&m's so fucking happy in those commercials? they're about to be eaten! what the fuck!" anyhoo... last night pop and judy were spending the night in richmond at judy's sister's place. so... will cooked burgers and robbie and matt came over and ate with us. matt won a singing contest in matthews... and he's going to audition for american idol in november or something. robbie stepped in piss... then 10 minutes later said, "aw man... now my piss foot's starting to feel weird." dummy.

sam terry came over last night as well. we all got shitcanned. will, sam, and i took the 4-wheeler out at around midnight-ish... barefoot. it was so beautiful. the moon was full and the colors at night were beautiful. the temperature was just right... the just glow of the moon over the pony pasture was pretty.

so yeah. went to bed at 3. we watched team america and such... sam and i stayed up talking about architecture and other random things. i set my alarm for 7 but my phone died and i ended up waking up at 8. grrr... i drove to urbanna and changed and stuff... freshened up... then went back to white stone to work. sarah and i shredded paper all day. guh.

i need to go to walmart to get some things... tomorrow's the stepdad's birthday.

ocean city plans are off. stephen has to work 19 straight days. so i'm off of work this whoooole weekend and i am happy.

i made the mistake of stepping on a scale last night for the first time in a year or so. such a bad idea. it depresses me.

anyhoo... i might ride to deltaville tonight. who knows.