Hey there bloggies,

CJ & Scarlet here with an update on a great and fun weekend. It all started thirty years ago in a small costal community in Homer Alaska. You know Homer Alaska, its a small drinking village with a fishing problem. Well you see there was a small seal in this village who was a pen pall with a sea otter in... >>FF>> .... and then I get this phone call on Tuesday from Chucky. I was a little out of it, but I did gather that he now has a girlfriend (A thought that haunts my waking hour ever since I was informed of it via Chuck saying he was one-to-one with bill ::Shutter::) as well as the fact that his school is having a building opening ceremony for their new rec-center on Friday. So, thursday rolls around, and its been a rough, emotional, and stress full week, and I'm really looking forward to hanging out with the guys and doing stuff. No phone call from Chuck occurs, and I figure he was going to call my cell on friday. So, Friday comes and I go to work, and still no message when I get back. So, I decide that I should take controll of the situation, and beat Chuck to the punch. So, I call his house. His father gives me some vague info about the plans. So I call Bills home & cell, and he is not present for either of the crazy messages I left. So, I decide to go and partake of the free-be's on my own (With Nick in tow of course). We go to Umass, eat a pineapple, listen to some music they are blaring through the halls, talk to some of Chucks friends, and then gamble at the black-jack tables for an hour and a half. I was about even when Chuck, Bill, Mike, and Chucks lady friend (Carrie-anne) show up. So, Nick and I donate our chips to the man to our right (Such humanitarians) and hang out with the guys. No one wins the raffles, none of us dance, so we smolder in the same seats for a few hours while Chuck makes cute with his girl (I am gouging out my mental eye as we speak). I eat lots of free cake, I get depressed, Chuck dances like a fool, and we head home relatively late (late enough for me to miss my ride curfew). Chuck makes fun of "Lord Of the Rings", so I make fun of the crap that was the second and third "Matrix" movies and he gets all bent out of shape (dish's it out but can't take it eh?). I get home, I sleep, and I wake up Saturday at noon. Bill calls and asks if I can help his computer. I head on over, on the way, and I make plans with Mike and Nick to see a movie. I get there, I 'ad-aware' scan then try to 'scan disk' his hard drive, the computer runs low on memory, I restart, and the computer never gets back to the starting part. His computer died in my hands, I know what war medics feel like now. I try and try, but its dead. The curfew when I was supposed to meet Nick starts approaching, so I walk on to walliston station to pick him up, and then call up Hav. I explain the whole "Bill has worms" thing, and he has a good laugh about how Bill got them. He gets his windows resoration kit, and meets up with us a half hour later. Dos won't even boot. The entire thing is totaly FUBAR'd. So, we give up, tell Bill that we will buy him some porn to make him feel better and head out to the movies. We go to Quincy Center and Get tickets for "Standing tall" for 7:25PM. Since this is an hour away, we head on over to the Jade palace and get full on huge portions of Chinese food, and afterwards check out the "Dollar fun" store (An awesome store, a lot cooler than I expected, and all for a dollar baby!). "Standing tall" was an awesome movie, action packed, and not at all unnecisarily grossly violent. Afterwards we walk to Mikes house and once there watch "The breakfast club". I am home now, and watching "boondock saints". What else is there to say.
Pants party voting ends this Sunday, so I suggest you all vote. Soon, I will post my 100 quote overflow, so look for it. I also suggest you all check out Nick and Matts new floobles and spam them a new one. So, thats it. Going to see "Hell boy" tommorw, so I'll tell you all about it then. Have a great time kids, and enjoy your week (First full week of April + Easter).

[Today my quote of the day will be a joke that Kevin told me]
::Those Arab guys are crazy, you know with all the bombings and the holy wars and all that. You know why it is that they hate America so much right::
::No Kevin, why is that::
::Its because they have trouble a Jihad-on!:: [if you dont' get it, say it outloud]