311. June 2, 2010
I picked up Adam and we went to Taco Bell. There was some drunk guy (actually, two drunk guys) wandering around and being incoherent and yelling out ‘suck my dick’ and stuff like that. We made the mistake of ordering a pizza, it took like 43092384 years for them to make it after Adam went back in and asked if it was ready yet.
3/4ths of the way into my burrito I felt like puking but story of my whole life aaaalright. Afterwards we went back to Adam’s and went swimming! We didn’t go in all the way cause neither of us felt like getting soaked and cold but yeah. It was good times.
Actually now that I think about it the order of the days events was possibly more like CSI —> pool —> taco bell. At any rate we went back to my house and played outside with Mae and the usual chillin.
