Tired but feeling accomplished:
So yesterday, Minuet, the greatest band in the world, went to Josh, our drummers, house and dug up his basement. Here's the story:
Josh's family is moving and in order to raise the resale value of the house, they decided to pour concrete there. Since the house was built in the 1800's or something, that baby was all dirt. So the 4 of us and his dad dug 6-8 inches out of that basement. All of our feet hurt and hands and heads because whoever built that house had to have been 5 feet tall so everytime we went upstairs, we nailed our domes on the ceiling. There is no worse pain. It knocks smarts out of you. So we had literally tons of dirt and had nowhere to put it, so we went into the front yard and dumped all the dirt into an old well. We filled that sucker up, big time, and that water smelled. We called it the "poop well". It was appropriatly dubbed.
In addition to yesterday and the dig-a-thon:
There was Transmission where I danced...all night. It was hella-fun. Jay, 1 of 2 DJ's, and I danced all night. Some people described it as "vouging". I'll give it to them. There were some cute girls and some gross gals and some bad dancing by both sexes. Who cares though? Everyone had a good time and my feet hurt at the end of the night.
You should have been there. Both of there's.
Josh's family is moving and in order to raise the resale value of the house, they decided to pour concrete there. Since the house was built in the 1800's or something, that baby was all dirt. So the 4 of us and his dad dug 6-8 inches out of that basement. All of our feet hurt and hands and heads because whoever built that house had to have been 5 feet tall so everytime we went upstairs, we nailed our domes on the ceiling. There is no worse pain. It knocks smarts out of you. So we had literally tons of dirt and had nowhere to put it, so we went into the front yard and dumped all the dirt into an old well. We filled that sucker up, big time, and that water smelled. We called it the "poop well". It was appropriatly dubbed.
In addition to yesterday and the dig-a-thon:
There was Transmission where I danced...all night. It was hella-fun. Jay, 1 of 2 DJ's, and I danced all night. Some people described it as "vouging". I'll give it to them. There were some cute girls and some gross gals and some bad dancing by both sexes. Who cares though? Everyone had a good time and my feet hurt at the end of the night.
You should have been there. Both of there's.