2001-06-13 - 12:27 p.m.
I am feeling... 
"What is happening here?"
Greetings and salutations.....
The last few days have been mad interesting, let me tell you...
Sunday- went to Jessica Cecil's grad party, and then over to Becky's. Me, Beck, Nikki, Brandon, Diana, Andrew, and Emily went to Buddy's for dinner and then to chill at the airport, sans Emily. Let me just say this, in case you ever have any doubts... I LOVE DETROIT METRO AIRPORT. We had lots of fun on the moving sidewalks, making nametags (hello, my name is Ima Boner, and I've got mad love for Mike Herrera and Hugh Jass!), stalking hottie football boy, and waiting for Aunt Jenny and Uncle Goober's flight to come in from Roanoke, VA. After that, we chilled on the roof of the parking structure and had a grand old time. "...touchdown!!! IT'S GOOD!!!"
Monday- went to meet Shane Halter!!!!! I got a picture and a card signed, and I had my picture taken with him. How *hot* is he?!?! He truly is the only reason I watch the Tigers. :) After that, me and Becky picked up Emily and Doug, and we journeyed out to Brandon's hockey game. His team tied 9-9, but Brandon kicked ass anyways. It must have been the signs me and Becky made for him. :) The whole mess of us proceeded over to Ram's Horn after the game, and engaged in a mad race on I-275 and I-94 on the way over... I would just like to take this moment to proclaim that I have retained my title as the official *baddest mother fucker* in the Crew. ;) I managed not only to beat Scott and Nikki on the way there, but also not to kill my passengers and I as my Jeep approached speeds of 120 mph on a slightly crowded freeway. After a late dinner, I headed over to Dearborn Music with Becky, Brandon, Diana, and Andrew so they could buy the new Blink and Travis CDs at midnight. All was well in the world. :)
Tuesday- Becky's birthday!!!!! We headed out to Comerica Park to see the Tigers play the Pirates, in honor of the Great Beckysaurus. All was going well until Emily, Matt, Doug, and Scott went to sit elsewhere. So me, Becky, Jeffery, Diana, and Nikki went up to the nosebleed seats to get a great view of the field, the Detroit skyline, and Shane Halter's ass. My evening was complete when I found out Shane was playing shortstop, because he is my love god. :D I also got a great view of Jason Kendall (the Pirates' catcher) squatting behind the plate, and damn, his ass is pretty nice as well. ;) Afterwards, we headed back to the van to leave, and the shit hit the fan. I will not go into details. We hit up 7-11 on the way back to Becky's, and assembled on her front porch for slurpees, honesty sessions, cake (made by yours truly ;) ), and peppermint schnapps. Shots were taken, cake was eaten, opinions were shared, and all was as well as it could be, situation allowing. I also burned a certain someone's birthday card that I didn't have a chance to give him... it was a final "good riddance" from my life, if you will. Oh wait... the final "good riddance" will be when I kick him in the balls. My bad.
So this leads us to today. Our Crew, which has been faring well these days, all things considered, has now gotten another huge rift in it. This totally blows ass. Recent amending and peacekeeping efforts are being made, and hopefully they will be successful.
Pray for our Crew, we really need it this time.
~*~Piper~*~