You can go your own way...

I made it through class, it's gorgeous out, the Tigers are killing it, and Eddie Money is on Friday...pretty damn tight!

So yeah, Stacy and I kind of hit it off right away. Somehow. I think it was more the combination of me wanting/needing a girlfriend and trying to accumulate problems. The issue with Stacy was that her ex-boyfriend (who will come in later and HELP ME OUT [even though he didn't know it, hahaha] later on, awesome story) was in PRISON. Awesome, huh? This fucking donkey was in lockdown thinking the whole time he was away, they were gonna get back together when he got out. Now of course I find out about this months into our relationship when i start noticing "prison" letters showing up to the house. You know the type, the well-written, pictures of mexican symbols all over them style with drawings on the envelopes too. Yeah, those "prison" letters. Well, whatever, she says he's long gone and has written him back with a letter to that effect, which I actually mailed to insure it getting there. Now, obviously Stacy was much more... will call it "experienced" than me...with just about every aspect of a relationship. And she had a damn near cracked out family as well. The type where the mom and dad don't get along, the sisters are total 180's of each other, the younger kids dont get along, prison boyfriend, yeah, the whole sheeeee-banggggg!!! WHAT DID I GET MYSELF INTO???...(more on this later)

you might say..what about Jessica dude??? Oh yesss, we were locker partners, my way in right?? WRONG. This whole thing with Stacy started innocently enough, and since Stacy never came around "those" friends, no biggie, I could work'em both seeing if either went anywhere. Well, Jessica starts to notice me not coming around as often. This is a big problem when someone likes you and then you disappear. (Of course I find out later that Jessica was just not telling me she liked me.) So she decides to be an ass to me because of Stacy. Now, I have a pretty good understanding about the way girls work together.....THEY DON"T. So I figured no big deal again (mistake) because Jessica didn't like me anyway (wrong)...so this leads to 2 big events that change our relationship for awhile.

We were all on a Saturday morning bowling league at this time, and one morning after a week of being treated like an ass for no reason, at least I saw it that way at the time, I decided to not talk during bowling. I brought my cd player and listened to Everclear (remember them?) the whole time, only talking at a minimum to even James. This set her off in such a way that I knew something was up by the end of that day. The following Monday at school I proceed to open our locker to find all of my "items" on the door (a gnarly Misfits poster, various skateboarding stickers) were ripped off and gone. Now, this really really pissed me off. We basically started yelling at each other in the hallway like fools and I moved out. To the 3rd floor I said! (those few lockers next to Central's library up there, yeah, that's where I went) After that second I wouldn't talk to Jessica for almost 2 years. I mean seriously NOT ONCE. This issue changed my life for a longgggg time. And to James it wasn't much better. He was the innocent by-standard in this fallout mess and didn't deserve anything. Although, THE NEXT DAY THAT CHANGED MY LIFE will be soon...and I couldn't appreciate James more.

So yeah, more on Stacy's shit and the day soon, but here are 2 dumb fn stories from around then. I decide to light a mini pine tree on fire outside of Lindsay Schhol one day for no apparent reason. Well, it blazes and we all run to Gabe's house..with the front door in clear view of anyone looking at us. The fire dept. gets called and of course come right to the house we run into. Now this is arson in case you didnt know. Damaging property by fire on a school grounds is not something that authority figures take lightly apparently. When these guys and a cop show up, I go into full-on bullshit mode (this mode I have basically perfected throughout the years with guidence from Jim Flemmer, haha) and kind of use the Jedi Mind Trick. No one else can get away with what I do, and this moment was when I found out that if you say you didn't do something, and believe you didnt do it, then it was easier to prove your point. Either way, those donks left without a clue of what they originally came there for. I started talking about how I saw some kids run by and we had been there all day, and then when they said someone saw us run in, I of course said, "who?" Their answer was an old lady who they didnt know the phone number to, or where she lived. I ran that crap into the ground before they just gave up. Not bad for avoiding 5 years in prison with Stacy's ex-boyfriend. HAHA

This is dumber...I decide to fuck with Butt-Butt (anyone from Bay City, especially the Banks, knows Butt-Butt) by yelling out my bedroom window as he rides his bike by one day. He decides to figure out where the noise is coming from and proceeds to ride in circles around my neighborhood. Well of course I keep yelling cause it's so funny, i mean, he's in the street screaming at the top of his lungs to god knows where. All the neighbors think he yelling at street signs and shit and decide to call the cops. During this time my parents come home and of course Jimmy (his real name) come up the front door and saying someone was yelling at him from my house. My dad of course calls to me and asks, and I play the whole, "what are you talking about?", thing. Well, my dad tells Jimmy to get the hell out of his yard, full well knowing that I was yelling at him, even though he never said anything about it to me. I think I got away with something. So, i ask my mom a few days later, "did dad know I was yelling at Butt-Butt?", of course she says, "yeah, but he couldn't stop laughing about how nuts he was going. He wanted to say something to you about not treating people like that, but he couldn't say the words without laughing so he just gave up." hahahahahahahah

My Dad is the coolest dude ever.

Music: Superdrag still