Yesterday was tons o' fun. I made a voyage to the wonderful city of Birmingham. We had a mission, but we never completed it.
The mission was for Benjamin (a.k.a. Meathead) to acquire a motor for the chem. eng. car, or something like that. The original plan was to go to Jackson, but I persuaded him that Birmingham is far cooler than Jackson. Ian was the driver, Benjamin the navigator, and me the eyecandy. Ian proved to be an excellent driver, except when after professing my desire not to die, he battled a semi on a merging road. After I changed my underpants, the journey continued.
When we reached Tuscaloosa, Benjamin received a call from the ChemEs. Apparently they wanted the motor asap. We weren't planning to return in the next two hours, and that was not quick enough for the ChemEs. They took it upon themselves to go get the motor themselves. Already an hour into our journey, we decided to forge ahead.
We couldn't find the Hobby Store. It was sad. Benjamin didn't want me to tell anyone, but he cried. I kid you not. We then went looking for a comic store. SUCCESS! Benjamin bought some little figurine things that you can play some game with. They're kind of like pogs but not. He said he'd play with me, but I don't get to keep any of the figures I win off him.
After that we took a Krispy Kream break. The donuts were hot and fresh. Donuts are to Ian like crack is to a whore. After being revitalized by sugar, we went to Hot Topic to look for boots, since Ben had decided over spring break to become gothic. The boots weren't there, so at that point the trip had been a total let down. Ben did buy some x-men figurines, thus putting a smile on all our faces. We had to stop for Ian because of his darn prostate. If my grandmother hadn't told me to stop for him, I'd run him into the ground.
We then went to the Cheesecake Factory and feasted. Ian and I had what we had last week and Ben had a hamburger. All of us had to get doggie bags. Our waiter sucked and we had to wait about twenty minutes to be seated, which I hear isn't too bad.
We left Birmingham at around 11ish. Ian drove some, but crapped at before we got to Tuscaloosa. I took over and drove the rest of the way. Ben and had great talks. We got home and one and tucked little Ian into bed. I then went to sleep to dream about my Human Development test that I had to take today. All in all it was a great little get away that I hope to take again someday. May Mr. Odom will come next time.
Here is a picture of Benjamin (a.k.a. Meathead, a.k.a. Mr. Zuko):
Mommy and Daddy are fighting. They told me to go play in the yard.
Today I met a dog. His name was Sparkles. I don't think he knew this. But that's okay, I don't think he knew my name. He could sit and lick his private parts. Not at the same time. Each was an individual trick that he could do. I'm sure he has the knowledge and power to do more, but we only shared a brief encounter. He was a chocolate lab, but he did not smell like chocolate or a laboratory. The name is very misleading. I hope to hang out with him again one day.
I am sorry I have not been updating. I am turning over a new leaf. It all started today when I got back my history test and I had a B. I must say though, it will be hard to update because my computer is not working. It must have gotten mad at me for not updating too. For now, this is my update.
Here's a little piece of gayness:
