so, last night was hella fun. well, mostly fun. Me, angel, jay, and ty went to kim's new house to celebrate st. patricks day in the tiny ol' town of lexington. we managed to make it to her house unscathed, and got right down to the drinking. we killed a bottle of chocolate vodka, played some beer pong, and then headed into slaughterville to this TINY little hick bar where we played pool and darts (which i TOTALLY dominated, hahaha) and kim and i split a gram of shrooms... which was a very potent half gram, by the way. we stumbled back to kim's house after much beer was consumed (including doing rum shots in the parking lot), and finished our celebration by dying our drinks green and then, for some drunken reason, dropping the green dye on our tongues making us all look like we had never brushed our teeth in our lives. yay for the irish! then we headed home, and the craziness didn't stop there! angel was driving my car, because i was WAY to fucked up to drive, and after like, 10 minutes, jay made her pull over so HE could drive, because apparently she was driving all crazy-like. well, not less than 5 minutes after we switched drivers, we get pulled over. And the good ol' boy cops insisted that they smelled weed (which the DIDN'T, no one smoked the entire night) and made us all get out one at a time, get patted down, and then my car was searched and searched and RESEARCHED by fuckin deputy dawg or whatever... he searched my car like, 4 times, i'm not kidding... in the middle of the night, in the rain, with us sitting out side on the hood of the cop car. so, when he started the 4th search (because 3 just wasn't good enough), i got a little irate. yeah... i kind of yelled at the cops a little bit for them being ridiculous, because there OBVIOUSLY wasn't anything in my car if he hadn't found anything the first 3 fucking times he looked. finally, the cop ceased the search of my car, looking very dejected that he had no reason to detain us any longer, and let us go on our merry way. Fucking hick cops. I still can't believe that i yelled at them though. It felt kind of good. Anyway, happy st patricks day to everyone, and i hope all of you were safe and had a great time. Oh yeah. I'm moving in with angel. Later!