Friday: Well... I'll skip Friday. Friday sucked.
Saturday: Crying, sadness, blah blah blah, so Jordan and Andrew came over to make me feel better. I needed to get my mind off things and get out of the house, so we went to Ingo's and got FUCKED UP. I played with Andrew's hair for hours.
Sunday: CRAZY kicker party out on Lindsey's land. We drove around in pick up trucks and shot things. Justin was there. I got plastered and passed out in the bushes. Gurley carried me somewhere. I woke up in the back of a pick up truck at 7:00 in the morning.
Court was Tuesday. I thought I would only have seven more months of probation, but it's going to be a whole nother year. Liscence got suspended for six months... all that good stuff. I'm not too worried about it. I just need to stop toking up.