Well it came to that time, 10 years. 10 years since high school. Man and I just got started on my damn life right? Well the calling came to “celebrate” our 10 year high school reunion. To be honest, I wasn’t excited about going to it. Most of those who I stay in contact with, I see on a fairly regular basis, but it was kinda interesting to “remember” how awkward it was to be in high school again.

Ah, but after a couple of awkward moments, we were back in stride, back to telling old stories, and brining back embarrassing moments.

Oh and its always worth the trip just to see Daphne! If your reading Daphne, I hope to visit longer next time, and get them cookies

Alrighty yos, I know I been long standing since last update. But its been a rough ride of traveling and surgery. I’ll get back to some of that stuff eventually. Lets get back to the oldest occurrence, trip to Port A. Well so thanks to Arthur and Ginger’s planning, I got a chance to go to Port A with some friends. Even with the pain of surgery, it was a welcomed divergence from the stresses of the last couple of months.

We were also able to celebrate Katie’s birthday complete with a home baked penis cake:

Yum yum Arthur, good job on the hairy nuts too btw. Unfortunately for one of the most weirdest events of the weekend, the guys setup to have a bonfire on the beach. Thanks to Doug’s truck we got us some bonfire wood:

I don’t even think I wanna know where that wood came from. Unfortunately I was not feeling up to this trip so I crashed out. But apparently, soon after the bonfire was started. Its light shewn upon a drunk lady across the bay. So much enticed was she by its shimmer, she jumped in the ocean and swam all the way to my friend’s grouping.

No one noticed as this lady came out of the ocean and silently gazed upon the bonfire. Something you don’t see every day:

I had no idea that the ocean occasionally spit out drunk chics.