Rainy Sunday. That means there probably won't be a barbecue tonight, unless we move the grill inside. After all, Dave does live in the SAFEST HOUSE EVER.
Sadly the naked trampoline party didn't happen. Well, it may have happened, but we couldn't find it. After driving up and down Ave A, all we found were a couple of frat-looking people sitting around drinking, with no naked people and no trampoline in sight. Oh well, I have actually done the naked trampoline thing before and it was a little weird.
I am not looking forward to studying for my Earth Science test. Only three more days of learning about sedimentary rocks and then I'm free for the next two months or so! I need to get out of this state. I need some new scenery. I need for it not to be so damn hot.
Oh, and for all of the five people that read this thing, don't forget: Party. July 4th. Dave's house. 10ish. Be there!
