can you tell which cartoon head is si's? hint: they all are.
basically we played pool while all those douchebags from rajen's house sat around the bar and reminisced about their twilight years, HIGH SCHOOL! how glorious. I can barely keep my eyelids propped open when chatting about my own high school affairs. How the fuck do you expect me to stay awake long enough to find out who ate out miss homecoming queen in the boys locker room back in '97. hint: it wasn't merlin or weird balding ex-jock who repeated "that's yo' dick" at least five hundred times that night. "That's yo' dick," is the blue collar comedy tour's answer to git er dun.
Remember when you were fifteen and ugly and used to convince yourself that the popular kids would become car salesmen and strippers in ten years and you'd be on your way to an internship at the whitehouse? It's totally true, the boring ugly kids did go to Columbia and become lawyers while the sexually promiscuous bozos became raging alcoholics. I guess this puts us somewhere in the middle, although uncomfortably too close to the raging alcoholic side. CRASH AND BURN!
Si fell asleep on Jay's couch with no less than four taco bell products on his lap and I took pics of myself like a 12 year old. For a while we played taboo, then told "real" ghost stories in front of the fire. We chopped wood out back and fell asleep on the floor. It felt invigorating to act my age, responsible for only myself and my shoes.
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