Somewhere there are A LOT of dead kittens

OK So I said I was not going to go to Virginia, I changed my mind SO WHAT...

I really wasn't going to go...I didn't need to spend the money, I needed to stay home and get things ready for this weekend...But when I called in to see if I had to work on Tuesday and they said NO, I thought "Well what the F am I going to do now"...SO at 1:00 I called Ear Shot to see if he had left yet, and he hadn't so I said I'll see you in 2 hours...It actually took me three hours to get there, and I thought we were going to be late for the hash...We actually got there about 20 minutes early...

I told ES not to tell anyone that I had changed my mind I wanted my arrival to be a surprise...Doc was the first one to arrive...Then we saw Prep & Goulash (the hares) I told Prep that I loved the picture on the RevolutionH3 website (It's me and Stormin Norman from the Revolution campout a few weeks ago)...Heidi shows up yelling at me, thinking I pulled a fast one over on all of them...I got to see a lot of people, MicroBone, Piggy & Gofer, Ass Spelunker to name a few...OF Course I am going to be seeing most of these people this weekend at Tri, but it was still nice to see them again...

Hares away...Trail was awesome it included a boat ride and a "scenic" walk of downtown Hampton...Some people said that trail was screwed up (mainly because Heidi told people to go the wrong way!)...I enjoyed the trail, the boat ride, the beer stops (well the ones we made it to, THANKS HEIDI!)...

We left the Food Lion and headed to the Oats (bar) for Down Downs...There we were met by Schwinn who was surprised to see me as well...I had told him Monday night that I wasn't going to show up, so again it was a surprise...I was called into circle for being a visitor (and after watching ES I knew what was expected of me) I left my beer sitting at the table...People yelled at me WHERE IS YOUR VESSEL! I responded with look I'm gonna need both hands, chill out...So they ask me my name, where I'm from then they began chanting "We call on the visitor to Sing Us A Song, or Show us your Tits"...AND to everyone's surprise I show my tits (I told you I needed two hands)...As I'm walking out of circle someone informed me that "I just killed A LOT of kittens"....To humiliate me even further burnt had ES and I do a "Two dog's fucking" down-down...Then the virgin said that I "made him come" so I had to do a ritual with him (THANKS BURNT)...The ritual involves a hotdog being eaten (Lady & The Tramp Style)...I just bit my end off and spit it in the corner, drank my beer and returned to my salad & boiled shrimp...

On-On to Betel's for an UpPP (Unplanned Pool Party)...Doc, Heidi, ES, Betel, Schwinn and myself hit the pool (or L because there was no Poo in it)...We were joined by Just Shane Betel's friend...We tried to convince F'No to join us, but she had kid duties...Heidi said leave a post-it on the kids' head that way if he/she (someone let me know) wakes up they won't worry...She decided that wasn't a good idea...UpPP was pretty fun, there was lots of booze (no slurpee's) chips, nudity? ...And we managed to resurrect some dead kittens when Betel bent over wearing my kilt...Pool party ended close to 3 am when Papa Betel said get outta the pool and go to bed...

Pool Party re-started 9:30 am again we called F"no this time we wanted her to bring us breakfast...Breakfast burritos to be exact! Again she said NO...So we ordered pizza's instead...We hung out at the pool talked about the night, and this coming weekend...2pm ES and I decide it's time to pack up and head home...

I had a great time glad I went, the driving sucked...And I promise these "bad idea jeans" are going to be tucked away for August...

Bad Idea Jeans

I've been wearing these A LOT lately! I need to send them to Good-will before they kill me...

So Friday was my first day at work...I think I am going to enjoy the job (at least until I get bored with it)...Only bad thing is I will probably spend my entire paycheck in the store, they have so much cute stuff! ANYWAY I get off work at 5:00, and "decide" to drive to Emerald Isle (4 hours away)...I didn't decide on my own...Everyone I talked to said GO (Silence, Nex) or COME (Ear Shot, Titanic)...So I throw on my "bad idea jeans" pack a bag and hit the road...My sister met me in Jacksonville, so with her in tow we hit the beach..

I called ES on my way he said they were sitting on the back deck of Kelsey's drinking Jager-Bombs, I said YOU BETTER SAVE ME ONE...Well guess what when I arrived there were three waiting on me!! And that was just the first of several rounds...So it's nearing 2am we decide to hit Food Lion to buy more beer, the clerk wouldn't sell ES, TT, or Myself beer because we were "DRUNK"...So my sister had to buy the beer for us (my how the times have changed, she is 3 years younger than me, so when I was 21 she was 18 and I had to buy booze for her all the time)...We then proceed to rent a hotel room...ALLEGEDLY I put the room on my card, I think (HOPE) It was $110 I don't have a receipt, so I need to check my balance and make sure nothing else was charged...Six drunk people in a hotel room is pretty fun, especially if you have a case of beer, a sharpie and a can of pringles...We tried to order pizza but there was nothing open at 2am :( ...OH YEAH and EarShot Slept with my sister (and by slept with I mean he got the ZZZZ-game/Married sex / NOTHING)...

I think the highlight of the night was standing knee deep in the ocean, while it's raining, watching the thunderstorm (lightning is cool, even though I'm terrified of it!)...I love the beach, when I win the lottery I am going to buy a my own personal beach, and turn it into a hash "compound"

Saturday we get up and have pizza for breakfast, then head to Sandboney & Snatch's to wait for the hash to start...We hashed, circled, I rounded up the gang of Chippendale dancers and headed to ElCerro for food & Margaritas...It was getting pretty late so I decided to head home...THIS is when I realized that this trip really was a "bad idea" driving 4 hours home, hung-over & tired are not a good thing...Really I am glad I went, I had a blast, and I made it home safe & sound...Now if only I didn't have to work tomorrow so I could hit the Sir Walters hash with the rest of the gang...

So anyone else have these "Bad Idea Jeans" or maybe it's "Bad Idea GENES"

I couldn't compete!

Diddy & Single Wide: Bow Chick-a Bow Bow

Well I tried to take a picture of my cleavage but they all came out looking like ass crack...So instead I figured I'd share this "lesbian-esque" picture with you all...I know the male viewers (all 2 Ear Shot & BG) will like it...

This was taken at the pub crawl the Triangle H3 put on this past weekend in honor of PT & Bourbon's wedding...I was going to do a write up but Ear Shot did a pretty good job so read his ...

A few things to note from the night are: we tried to drink the bar out of Yager...I got lost in the crowd at the concert...I was in line for beer when Blister in the Sun was playing (SUCKS)...Got a phone call at 4am from my "stalker"...Woke up the next morning IN PAIN why did I drink so much? Then decided it was a "good idea" to drive 2 hours to Jacksonville for a hash...Oh well it was a blast, and I must admit it was the most fun I've EVER had at a wedding/reception/after party!!

On-On to PT & Bourbon I "heart" you guys!!

14 Hours and $80 worth of gas later....

Well I am officially moved out of G-Vegas #2 (Garner) and into G-Vegas #3 (Greensboro)...My sister helped me out yesterday moving the last of my stuff...Items that required a truck to move...We borrowed my dad's truck, AN OLD BEATER I wasn't sure if it would make the treck from Clinton to Greensboro and back, but ole' "Bessie" did us proud and brought us home safe and sound...

The truck has no AC so picking a day that was 95 degrees probably wasn't the best idea (at least it wasn't raining)...We left at 8:30am and I actually made the comment to my sister to roll the window up because I was a bit chilly! We returned at 10:30pm last night, a whopping 14 hour day...I thought we were never going to get home...And it did end up costing us $80 worth of gas for the trip (of course we returned my dad's truck with more gas than we left with, but oh well)...

My sister pretty much complained the entire time...It's to hot, It's to far, It's to heavy...So I had to remind her of all the things I had done for her, and NOT WANTED TO...I helped her move, MORE stuff and HEAVIER than my mattress (that's all I have that requires a truck to move at this time), I helped her paint (I HATE PAINTING), and countless other things that I have done for her...She also "requested" that I buy her a GOOD lunch, I was so tempted to take her to the corner gas station and buy her hot dogs, but I took her to Applebee's instead...

I say this everytime, but NEXT time I move, I am hiring someone to come get my stuff and move it for me!

Not so "Low Key"

NighTrain, Mini-Me (his brother) and Haley (his brother's fiance) headed up to Greensboro last night for a Non-Hash "low key" weekend...Well let me tell you it started with a bang...

Nexsmell, Silence & Myself had a nice quiet evening planned for the six of us...We went to dinner at Asugatu (spelling???) a Japanese Steak House...Had a great meal, lots of booze, lots of fun...Left there went across the street to the country bar Arizona Petes? Coyote Petes? Something like that...They have a mechanical bull in the place it rocks! (Reminded me of the Texas Two Step in Greenville)...WELLLLLL the night took a bad turn when we noticed the sign 25cent draft!!! Are you freaking kidding me, it cost $1.50 for a round!! I was in heaven...When we first got there, the place was only about 15 people deep, all of them line dancing...Every song had it's own line dance, it was ridiculous...I kept telling them that I knew only ONE line dance (the Boot Scootin' Boogie) and promised if they played the song I would do the dance...They finally did play it but the AssHats dancing were NOT doing the boot scootin' boogie, so I lashed out (this of course was after SEVERAL ROUNDS)...The kegs went dry so we had to order the other special $1.50 Yuenglings (which was a deal in itself)...We finally ended up leaving around 1:15 we were shocked when we walked out the door, there was a LINE around the building of people still trying to get into this place!! And it was packed, NT reminded me that I asked them not to leave me several times...I was scared I didn't want to be accosted by a redneck in a cowboy hat!...Unfortunately none of us rode the Bull, but there is always next time...

Weekend In Review

Friday July 8: "Welcome to our L notice there is no POO in it please keep it that way"
Friday started with EarShot meeting me in Raleigh to help load some of my sh*t and move it to Greensboro. We arrived unloaded and did our cardio (about 800 times up & down the stairs). We finished then hung out until Silence came home...We waited and waited and waited and finally Chef Dunkin showed up...While waiting for dinner to cook, Nex, Bulbous & Silence shared some of their kickboxing moves, GREAT SHOW!...Dunkin is a master grill chef, we had chicken and steak and grilled corn on the cob YUMMY YUMMY...After dinner we decided to hit the pool over at Nex's house, we grabbed the beers and off we went...We tried to re-enact the hand stand competition, but smoov was to short and his feet wouldn't stick out of the water...So we played a little pool-side 3-man instead...All of this chlorine filled fun was cut short when Buck decided to "drop some kids off"...Everyone outta the pool! By this time the beer cooler was empty, so we did a beer run and back to Nex's for some fun...The night ended with a game of spin the "mini airplane bottle"...And Buck's cousin writing Whoosh a love letter...
Question of the night: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Saturday July 9: "Drinking with the fishes"
The crew met at Lowe's parking lot on Wendover...Hares away, but wait NO FLOUR...What's that a Penske truck with Whiner driving? Whiner forced us all into the back of the truck and away we went...It was 200 degrees in the back of that truck, we were sweating like Mexicans (OK that was just Uno Queero)...Whiner finally dropped us off and away we went...Trail had a NY / Italian theme, and was also a scavenger hunt...Uno Queero, MC and EarShot were kidnapped at the start and we had to find them on trail, we also had to find Money, Fire Hats, Footballs, Baseballs, and there was even a HOT DOG STOP! Sa-weet...Make sure you don't lay trail on an old lady's property who owns a 38, she said she would have no problems using us guys for "target practice"...Trail ended, we circled, LOTS of down-downs were had...Just Marc was named: Catcher in the Guy/Rye/Eye? one of those (really wish he got named Jared's Kids, but we were beat 13 to 15)...Whiner then Hi-jacked us and took us to MC's for a little Skinny Dipping (see above pic!)...On-After at Buck and BB's for some REAL NY Pizza...We were supposed to have Linguine & Clam Sauce but "allegedly" it was kidnapped...After dinner we decided to get all dolled up and hit The Clubhouse...Great time!! We even drank the bar out of specials: PBR - check, JELLO SHOTS - check, YAGER - check...There are many highlights from the evening: Whoosh being asked in the bathroom if she was on cocaine, Titanic getting kicked out of the bar for no apparent reason...So I grabbed him and walked him home, thanks to Nex my SAVIOR! For picking us up half way back...Last call - back to Buck & BB's for drinking games and Gymnastic Olympics...I believe Silence won in the Split competition, and Dunkin in Round Offs...The night ended with Moremen giving PP a Cialis (Whorenado commented "Well at least he won't fall out of bed"...However when I left PP was spooning with Shitty (Pictures coming soon)...
FOR SURE THIS WAS THE BEST $8.00 event I've ever been to
Question of the night: "Have you ever pissed in a camp chair?"

Sunday July 10: "The Spooge is back in town"
After breakfast at the Buck & BB Bed & Breakfast, Nex, Silence and I hopped in the car and headed to Fayetteville for some Trash-like behavior...We were followed by "Grandma" Gufer, and Titanic T-bag (who graciously showed us a FLYING SQUIRREL)...We show up and are greeted by not ONE but TWO Uno-Queeros, it was a Mini-me of NighTrain, the girls were going wild!...There were also a ton of virgins, I was given one to be in charge of his "Drunk Trasher" and to teach him three things...I gave him some good items to learn, unfortunately during circle when they were asking what they learned, mine was over to the side puking his guts out...We end up at Fat Daddy's and it's time to start heading home...Titanic was hiding from Gufer he didn't want to leave...
Question of the day: "Did you see Diddy's juggling act?"

I got a J O B

As most of you know I have been unemployed since January...Riding out my un-employment and enjoying the time off...WELL it's time to join the work force again...

This morning was my orientation...I had to sit through eight BORING videos and fill out lots of paperwork...All the paperwork was the same thing over and over again...Name, Birth Date, SS#, Address etc...All that is done I will be starting to "officially" work next week...

It's not the most glamorous job, nor the best paying...But I think I will enjoy it...I will be working at NY & Company a clothing store...It kind of sucks I will not be able to bring home a paycheck, I will be bringing home BAGS AND BAGS FULL OF NEW CLOTHES!

Some of you might not know but this job is in Greensboro so I am currently moving out of the C&C Crib and into a new place...Don't worry the C&C Factory will still be here, we just aren't living under the same roof...It is kind of like getting a divorce, except I don't hate her...

While we're on the topic I'll tell you about my WORST JOB I ever had...I was a waitress at a seafood restaurant...IT MAJORLY SUCKED...It was during my Sophomore & Junior years of High School...I had just gotten my drivers license and wanted to go out every chance I got...We normally hit the local teen hangout on Saturday nights...I had to work most Saturday's but would meet the gang afterwards...It really sucked I would show up reeking of fish, but my friends loved it when I'd bring a plate of Fried Shrimp for all to enjoy...The worst thing had to be me sticking my hand into the "rag bucket" to wipe tables off and pulling out an oyster, I almost barfed, it was like the biggest booger I've ever seen...Till this day I cannot eat fish, nor stand the smell of it...OH and we also had to wear these hideous aprons and "sailor caps" very POSH!...SO what was your worst job?

OH AND As soon as my memory recovers I will post about the fabu weekend I had at TITS!!