Monday

So I couldn't resist a mini L on my walk to the bus station. I mean what is a bus ride without a little puff before hand? The bus was pretty sick, I managed to score the handicap seat so I had twice as much leg room, if not more than everyone else. I arrived at the framingham bus terminal and departed that wretched land submarine!

Gramma Pat was to pick me up and was no where to be seen so I ventured into the shoe store. Nothing. We meet up and go to Olive Garden for dinner. Steak tip-alfredo is pretty bomb but I only ate half and managed to leave the other half in Shanes car. After dinner I went to Barnes and Noble for the innevitable fathers day gift, a Portishead CD. Good choice if you ask me. Then G-Pat and I waited for Matty to scooop me and bring me to the dirty boro. We burned, discussed, and departed. Kid seems mad stressed with the life he can't get away from...fuck kids.

After that, I met up with Franky and Shane in the tiny ass integra to burn it down and chill until I had to meet up with others. Marlboro gets old fast. I didn't get to meet up with everyone I had hoped to see but shit happens. So I make it back home for 9 and my parents and I head up to OOB.

I wandered downtown and went to one of my favorite places to watch the celtics last year and because my hair is mad different than the mohawk in my ID no one believed I was RANDALL HARRIS. but I managed to get my heinekin and left immediately following the last sip due to the fact that the bar was fillin up with oldie folks. I walk down to the pier and get grilled by the bouncer yet again but make it through the security forces. Some cover band playin shit like Foo fighters and other rock shit, decent.

I go up to the bar to ask the bartender for a red stripe and he said good choice. I asked him if the majority of his customers ordered Bud Light and he just starting laughing in agreement. We dapped it up and I carried on watching the band. I was mindin my own business and this cutie walked up with jello shots. How could I decline?

I asked her if I could get her a shot and she replied with, " I'd love one but I'm only 20". So I pull out a 10 and say, I'll take two...keep the change. Gotta get some baller attitudes out every once in a while. The band was over at 12:30 and I accepted the early night and meandered home. Passed out on the downstairs couch and woke up around 8 o clock to check the surf.

On my way down, I saw Mike in front of his house and we chatted for a bit. He told me not even to waste my time going down and to hurry up and get my gear to surf cuz I only had like an hour left of good swell. So I run to my house and gear up. On my way back down I see mike and tiff waitin for me, offering to give me a ride down in their pick up. Can't turn down a ride so we all make it to the beach and the surf was beautiful. I went right in and about 20 minutes later Mike appeared next to me. We got a good hour or two in and to make it perfect, the sun came out.

It's those kind of days that remind you of your love for surfing. Beautiful Waist high waves, clean, sunny. So we call it a session and get out of the water cuz high tide hit and the swell ceased to be worthy of our presence. I make it back to my place and change up.

I figured I would walk down to the surf shop to see what was going on and on my way down I saw mike again. I offered to help him demo his shed he had in the backyard. Stoucer showed up and we went to town on the remaining pieces of the shed. After about an hour and a half of destruction we were finished. Mike had to be at a wedding for 2 and at that point it was only like 11:30 so we decided we should surf it up again. This time mike invites his brother Greg and his buddy Jay. Eventually shit gets organized and the 5 of us are rollin down to the beach.

we all get in and have a great session. Prob spent a good hour and a half in the water and all of us tore up the swell. So after that mike bounced and I headed up to my crib to rinse my gear and chill. Spun up another mini and headed downtown. I was headed towards the surfshop when I noticed Nikita and her gay friend. She told me that they all get fucked up with some chinese kids and showed them how to shotgun last night. I showed no sign of jealousy as I don't know any chinese folk so I didn't know what I was missing?

I eventually make it to the shop and amber tells me about the bon fire that was goin down that night. I walk back downtown. Grab some BILLS pizza. Walk through the arcade. Boredom again. So I make it back and the rents suggest we go out to dinner. it was an early dinner and JIMMY THE GREEKS sucks balls. After that, my father and I went down to the beach and I went in for a solid half hour.

By now the swell had almost doubled and I was paddling out through head high sets which is never pleasant after a long day of surfing. I rode two deisel waves and called it a day...especially cuz I got thrashed a few times paddling out. I was done.

So after I shower I spin another Lskie and head out to the bon fire. I get there around 8:30 and the raffle is already taking place. I meet stoucer, greg, jay, and one of their lifeguard friends to watch the end of the fire. We roll back to mikes because he said hed be back withint a half hour. So we get to the back deck and crack open some brews.

10 minutes later mike shows up and says damn I was missin the party, can I join? haha. so we all had quite a few brews, made a fire, and I was chatting to yet another new person, one of all their friends and we were talkin about our international travels. Also how I had managed to get that good good back from Amsterdam. It was a humorous time for all. Then we decided to head down to the night scene of OOB.

Drunken and walking we made it to the first bar and didn't even get a beer. So we leave cuz Greg said he'd be around soon and the rest of the dudes were down for waitin on the corner. I just left and got some pizza, a beer, and then on my way out of the arcade I saw them still waiting. So I was like fuck yeah I'll just grab a ride with them. Early night for the sake of all of us talkin about surfing early AM.

5 am rolls around and I walked down to the beach to see what we would be working with. Wash out. over the night the waves left our beach so it wasn't even worth it to go surfing. If I hadn't surfed so much the day before I would have just gone out but I was content with my surfing for the weekend. Shitty, cold, and rainy we decided to leave OOB early. Back in marlboro I called franky up and we participated in a lil burn cruise.

Parents took me to see Angels and Demons and as soon as I got home I felt like absolute shit. Fever, cough, sore throat, just shitty. I tried to sleep on the couch but I was sweating with chills, I could not get comfortable. Shittiness. 7 a.m. wake up and Chris drove me back to Springfield where I went directly to work.

Shitty now...but decent weekend