peter's last day

watermelons!

Ryan, Roshan, and I were eating lunch at Arby's when we looked across the street and saw a couple of locals selling home grown watermelons. Roshan looks at them and says, "We should get Peter a watermelon as a going away gift." Ryan says, "How about three?" I'll miss this!

studioPLUS

Nothing in the world quite like a midnight swim with a cocaine addict who has spent 4 years in a federal jail.

two more reasons why my dad is stranger than your dad

Angel asked Ma to break a $20 for her into $1s. I laughed, because who keeps twenty $1 bills on them? Ma reached into a drawer in our kitchen and grabbed a huge handful of bills and gave them to Angel saying, "Your dad doesn't spend $1 bills." Apparently, the old man refuses to spend $1 bills. He always goes out with $20s, uses one to buy something as small as a pack of gum, then dumps the change into that drawer.

I wanted to know when dinner would be so that I could possibly meet up with some friends from school tonight, so I went into my dad's room. He's passed out in a little ball on his bed, face down. Face down.

out with a bang

On my last day of work, I'M GOING TO VEGAS!

VEGAS: AUGUST 11th-14th!!!

ahh summer 

birthday

happy birthday to ma!!!!!

ryan turns 21

we don't remember this picture

When your best friend turns 21 the day after July 4th, it's completely obvious that you drop everything and take a 5 day weekend. Let's just say the last 5 days of my life have been ridiculous and amazing. July 4th began with grilling out at Ryan's mom's house followed with some dining-room-table beer pong open to all ages. We may not have seen fireworks, but watching Ryan's mom sink shot after shot was worth missing the explosives. Besides, we shot some of our own firecrackers back at Amer and Ryan's Furman house. Ryan even shot Amer in the back with a Roman candle (what's drunken debauchery without someone getting shot in the back of the head, right?). Downtown was pretty sweet that night; Ryan got a free drink from Tasseys that was probably the most disgusting alcoholic beverage I've ever encountered. We saw a bunch of people from our high school, and Ryan even befriended the homeless guy that I stole $1 from. Shot after shot, drink after drink, Ryan did not puke and didn't even pass out on the toilet. Somewhere along the way on the 5th, Ryan and I decided that we wanted to live like kings. We ate huge breakfasts at IHOP (FUNNEL CAKES), bought beers to drink by the pool, ate two entrees a piece at Thaicoon, then headed downtown. As people started leaving around 1am because they were 'sleepy', I decided opening a tab would be the solution to the dwindling evening. Soco kamikazes, red headed sluts, and tequila shots came one after another until I was forced to close out at Tasseys. It's a good thing the night kept going at the Bait Shack. Some guy bought Ryan and me a three wisemen (which still makes me sick to think I actually downed), I bought some cherry bombs, and then I bought a couple of rounds of beers which I don't remember doing. Congratulations to me, right. The rest of the night is a little unclear... I'm positive I shot firecrackers off later that night because I have a burned thumb to show for it. Yaaaaaay for 21sts!!!

21st

happy 21st ryan!!!

21st

happy 21st meghan!!!

4 bedroom, 3.5 bath... 12 people?

This weekend is a 5 day weekend for me, and I decided to come home to Charleston to see friends, family, and family friends. Originally, I figured I'd hit up the friend part, then crash with Angel downtown, but when the friend and I got caught up in the biggest deluge ever, I just wanted to come home and change out of my soggy clothes. I knew we had a few people sleeping at the house, but I figured I could grab one of the extra mattresses and have a good night's sleep. Umm, yeah, apparently there is not one extra place to sleep in this house, so I am literally sleeping on a leather sofa tonight. Well, goodnight.