The Googleplex

Inside The Googleplex.

That’s nice, so do you actually work?

Sir Cul Jerc

And so today starts a weekend packed with events.

It all started after school. I walked home with Alex and his female companion Sarah – usual for a nice outside day. However, we hear tell of a very unusually large fight occuring at “The Gogh”. I decided to attend, so once I got home, I flopped my book-bag on the porch floor, grabbed some money, and took off down to The Gogh, as it were. I phoned Shivs, met with him, and went down, cigars in our mouths. After the fight, which resulted in a fat chick stalking us from the trees behind, and a few tough guys attempting to break in to the guy’s house, we took off back to John’s. There, while horsing around in the old camper in his garden, we found some beers. We drank them, just the three of us, until they were gone. Woow. We then just took off to a party we were supposed to attend, and had a rather funny time.

It’s 10:30 and I’m nicely intoxicated, however able to type this (?). Good fun.