So i have not blogged in a while and do i have much to tell. so this past weekend was a fun one.ill start at the first night.

so me and Obel are walking around and see a kid rip a handle off of a door at the school. but that is not the highlight of the night. so we ended up getting some bread related beverages.

we then went to our friends house and drank a bit there then our friend had to go to sleep so we take some beers and start walking. we then go to the football field for a bit. then we went and got this whore for Obel.

in his drunken stupor he hung all over her, and did some other stuff with her.we then had to sneak her back into her house.we then walked around some more i would like to say the time was about 1:30 AM. i then got a hold of another one of my good friends, asterisk who had my cigars.

we then went to our ceremonial place "The Mound" and we sat there finished our beverages and i smoked my cigars while we contemplated life. after a couple of hours we decided to walk somewhere we had no idea where but some where.

We ended up at the football fields again, this time we tried to get in the press boxes.Sadly they were both locked.

Eventually we just sat on the stands till 3:30.we then walked back to his house. as soon as we got in the Bat-Cave i said brb and quickly passed out.

so here's me thinking that my adventures for the weekend were over, little did i know that the next night was too be even better.

Started out to the realization that out friend had probably drank the beer so i called him and he lied to us. so e being angered proceeded to a party that a i knew of, and we see our friend along the way, and he turns around and leaves as fast as he could.

so i go to this party pissed, this party happened to be at the same place that the Wayne Brady incident happened. so Obel was not allowed in. at this time i saw still sober, so some of my friends wanted to go to taco bell and asked me to drive.

I can drive but i am not legal, but i drove any ways and this night just so happened to be the night that tons of cops were patrolling the city where we had to go. it was only like a 15 minute drive. so the people in the car are all drunk except for me and Obel. we get there i saw like 8 cops in town i was freaking out a bit.

In the end we made it back and got half a thirty pack out of it so i was happy. we ended up going back to Obel's empty house and drank it and got pretty good. we stayed up pretty late.

i have some parts that fuzz a bit, but for the most part i remember laying on the floor for an hour.Also Obel and I walked to the gas station and got doughnuts at 5:30. we got back to the house at 6:15. About that time i went down stairs and passed out.

I woke up to a text from my step mom telling me that she is coming to pick me up at 11:45. and i look at the clock and its 11:25. So i rush and take a shower to get the smell off me, and sober up a bit more.

i couldn't find Obel Till i got out.......I wonder where he was.

well, i have been advised to tell the 64 digits community about myself a bit. i suppose i shall start at physical features. i am about 5'11" with dark brown hair I'm of somewhat of a bigger build, i wouldn't say fat, just ask obelisk he can describe it better than I. i have blue/green eyes the shade differs at times. oh and i like long walks on the beach, feels like a just wrote an e-harmony add or something.

but back to me mentally I would say I'm a bit unstable, not as bad as some of my friends but i am alot better at hiding and bottling my feelings than most of them. had to learn how to do that growing up with a shit father who has showed no love for me in a very long time, and a mother who didn't want me. but considering that i think i have turned out quite well, when i was younger i had alot more problems i was always that weird skinny kid with no friends.

back then i was always the outcast who tried to fit in, i would say that a combination of the bad parenting, being an outcast, having no friends, and never getting a girl ,made me the guy i am today. i wouldn't change it. at the start of high school i would say that is when i started to come out of my shell, and my shoulders bulked up, i started talking to more people and got my two main friends asterisk and obelisk. wasn't till sophomore year that i really became me and stopped caring what other people thought, i also embraced my knowledge of relationships and got the nickname "The White Version of Hitch".

it was drama and forensics that made me not afraid to do anything. acting has always been a future goal of mine and this is helping me get closer to that goal. really the whole ideas of movies is in my interests, in my free time i think alot and i start to spin stories in my head, and not just simple ones but elaborate and each character has a back story and something for a possible reader to relate too. i have talked to obelisk about some of my ideas recently and i have also told him about my plans to possibly write a book. He tells me i need a medium to focus my ideas into. if you guys cant tell i jump around alot. my mind jumps around and wanders.

but to a subject that i debate myself that i shall ask you the community of 64, do you guys believe in love and if so why and what do you consider being in love means, and if you don't believe, why? i ponder this question alot, i have not decided which side i favor yet. i would like to believe it is real, but I'm not sure. seeing that i have recently won i think about this more and more.

but to a different topic my adventures with Obelisk, some of the more recent ones consist of drinking with a bear fighter, hiding behind a mound of dirt talking about everything that could ever be talked about for 3 hours, eating entire boxes of cheese-its, watching Obelisk go all Wayne Brady on a girl, chasing after Obelisk half a mile down an alley while i was inebriated, protecting Obelisk's and my own ass from angry people, driving the car of the girl Obelisk had previously tried to murder with him in it, planning a trip to the land of Europe, climbing onto a steep roof, lighting grass on fire in the middle of the street, and then passing out in the cave of bats.

i look forward to being a functioning member of this 64 digits community.Oh, and feel free to ask me any questions i have no shame.

Still trying to completely figure out what happened last night. due to the mass amounts of drinking everything just seems to be so blurry.still trying to cover my ass up and the ass of me friend. Who would have guessed that one of my best friends was wanye brady? well not me, but i suppose all in all the after effects of last night have affected today. Almost have the whole thing sorted out.