wed night i went to the Washington County Fair. it's like this big place where all the hicks get together and create a ruccous. and you end up seeing half the people from your school that aren't really doing anything with themselves. then there will be the shocker when you see people that are. so really, it's great people watching.
i went with wisser and beaner. that's melissa and ashley. i have such a great time with those two! they crack me up! of course i can't remember much of what was said but i do know that while we were sitting in line to leave, we all started talking about our supermarket jobs. and it took us at least 45 minutes to get out. SO that was fun. melissa's going far away to school. she was getting all teary eyed and such. so i left before i joined the tear sesh.
yesterday david and i went to the beach. and got rained on! it was such a long, hard day at work and i just felt like sitting there and being with someone cool like him. so we went. it's too bad there were no stars. would've made something to look at. then it started to rain. just sprinkling, then it went away. so we sucked it up and sat there in our life guard chair. cop goes by. more talking, pouring about the weather (get it!) and all sorts of other stuff.
then we decide to take a walk. down the beach we went...for like 5 minutes. then the beach ended. haha. and walking back it started to rain again. this time it was raining a little harder. but once we got back to our chair...it stopped.
so we sat back up there and waited some more. he didn't have a sweat shirt. i told him to bring one. lol.
then the rain started for real. pouring. i told him it was an unwritten rule that i did NOT run in the rain. i didn't want people to think i was scared of water. now, if it was lightning...i'd take off.
so we walked quickly back to the car. all the while me thinking this is the most perfect night ever. get to my car, strip down so my leather seats didn't get wet. 'strip down' meaning taking off my soaked sweatshirt and him just taking off his shirt completely. why do guys get to do that. *pouts*. i start up my car and there's a piece of paper in my windshield wiper.
TICKET! you don't know how giddy that made me. sure, i should be all angry and what not, but the mood i was in...ticket? YES! here i am dripping wet and grinning at the ticket. what does david do? "You got a ticket! Oh no! I'll get this straightened out. You shouldn't've gotten a ticket." i'm like...dude. i was breaking the law...parking after 9:30...hello. "Yea but I was with you!" meanwhile we're driving out of the lot and the gate is locked. lol. he goes "See, that cop is going to be so messed up tomorrow morning when your car isn't here." he gets out and unlockes the gate (with a key...) and lets me through. how great is that. when your boyfriend works for the town, it's all good. lol but i really have to get ready for work so i'll have to leave you hanging. - Weller