||[Jul. 6th, 2006|09:30 am]
so this summer has been good. almost too good to make me want to find a job and not live at home. but i know... eventually the novelty of having cable vision and dads P.L.A.S.T.I.C. will wear off and i'll want to move somewhere where i can be free to unleash my beastly personality, and start dressing like a street walker again. but in the meantime we are getting a kitten here so i really do see no reason to leave. ALSO- free food. whoo.
so like...london and ireland. whats up!?!/ word it was good times. maureen and i met some crazy peepz, had some beers- word (say that last sentance in a rhode island accent). holy shit there was just two ants crawling across my keyboard WTF maybe i will move. what my mom cant afford alittle extermination what is this shit, fuck that bitch (Jk MOM I LOVE YOU~!!!!2!!)
anyway, i lost my train of thought. afterthat i have been traveling around alot ( i mean like in comparison to london and ireland havent those fagz ever heard of amtrak!?!). on thursday night i went to boston, and then the next day i went to philly. maureen and i got tattoos. if you read her LJ entry she says that we got heart outlines, but dont believe that shit. we got really drunk and i convinced her to get an outline of a penis on her neck. its really not that bad cuz like her hair covers most of it (try not to burn it off again drunky) but i dont know, its kindof cute and funny. i might get mine covered though, its kindof embarrasing, like the other night when i was talking to my grandma i think she might have noticed it because she backed into the refrigerator and fell against it. also she didnt offer me more ice cream. but maybe that was because she was asleep on the floor or something. god she can be such a jerk sometimes. anyway so i was thinking of getting it covered with a huge black banana entering a bowl of cereal. i think it would still be sexy, but also practical, like for when i go on job interviews. maybe cherios? i dont know, i like cinneman toast crunch a lot but i dont think that really goes with bananas too good. anyway philly was fun, we ate a philly cheesesteak and thats pretty much it. oh yeah, another highlight was when we were in a bar and i looked out the window and saw two guys walking down the street each holding their own pizza and eating it, slice by slice. that was pretty great. just two guys having a good time.
for the fourth of july i went to this huge beach party on cape cod. during the night this drunk old fat guy motioned me towards him, and awkwardly i went. and then he handed me this fireworks and told me to lite them becuase he was too drunk to. but i didnt really want to lite my hand on fire, so i didnt. and then like an hour later, after all the familys and "grown ups" left the guy had a heart attack on the beach. everyone freaked out and was trying to save him and shit and all up onz calling 911 andi was like "did i do this with my mind. maybe. i dont know kelly you are pretty great."
so i guess thats my summer so far. i feel perhaps i should have elaborated on the london/ireland part but let me just leave it at this. in ireland there were a lot of sheep and shit. it was cool. also a lot of stuff was named "kelly". which is my name. it was exciting. even though it was something that seems stupid, and unexciting.. it got me everytime. london was fun fun fun. i thought i'd get sick of maureen, since she's in a wheelchair and everything and it kindof gets annoying having to wheel her around, but we had a great time and it just re-enforced how much i love her (not in a sexy way...yet). it was the best. "the bomb yo." maureen is a dude for sure. BFF yo. for real. also we got really good at doing annoying fake british accents, and i think we have some weird relationship where we can do things for ever, which other people would probably get annoyed by or sick of us, but we can do them for ever and always think they are funny. also most of the time i had maureen sedated so maybe that was it. she only yelled at me once. when i brought her to this tex mex place. god that girl doesnt know class when she sees it. also in ireland i only punched my mom once. but it was when she was driving and looking for a pack of gum, but apparently looking for it with her whole body, and driving into the side of the road. i almost died so many times in ireland from my mom driving, it was scary. stick shift+ left side of the road. + plus she was drinking so much guiness i had to prop up her head while we where driving. we went up onz the curb over 10 times, i was counting. also took off someones rear view mirror. and a dogs head.
so thats my summer so far!!!!!!!
thanks for reading kelly's abudhabibarbrieeeae LJ!@@!!L!!!!!!!
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