urgh...

Yeah the rents couldn't keep the dog quiet, but once i woke up they decided to take her for a walk... go figure. anyways, i semi-recovered from the past three days:
thursday was crazy: at camp, we swam the bay first and let gallagher n jr, blake n marc take out the 420's. they were sposed to match race, but mary was being the stupid Canada-Uganda-Nigeria-Tanzania that she is and made barret get her outta the opti she was sailing and take her back to the club. So JR took everyone and they sailed around the island. That sparked a call to mr benoit from Da Hoes about how JR "Stole" 3 kids away from the yacht club, which is so much bs its not even funny. BUT LTD rocked. we did such a good job. I think i ate too much, but that's ok cause i would for the next few meals (>:o!). After LTD (Lousy Thursday Dinner) potts and co. let me camp out with them too! and that brings me to my next paragraph.
Thursday night found me sitting in a camp chair in the big campsite on Washburn with three other guys (later there would be five) just talking. Til midnight. JR was so pissed off at the club cause now they wouldn't let him go to chatham regatta either. He was talking to mr mack on his cell with a handle of rum in his hand going "This happened," splash some rum into his cup, "Then this happened," and more rum, and so on til his cup was a 1/3 full. Then he added some coke. ANYWAYS. at midnight some of us decided to go for a walk, and eventually it got to just be two of us. Walking the woods. At night. With no lights. luckily we were both sober. we walked for about an hour and a half down to the very point of the island then back along the beach, but at one point we had to cross a salt marsh with water about waist high, and with no towel at camp i stayed wet and sandy all night but luckily this kid knew the island well enough so we avoided the other camp sites. once at camp we made small talk til 2 then turned in. i had to share a tent with blake n JR and that's an experience, to say the least... i think it must've been 3:30 before they stopped...doing stuff...
So now onto friday morning. What can i say? i got three hourse of sleep (actually more like four, but three sounds better) then we cooked up some small breakfast sausages (6 pieces) and some french toast (four) and packed up n left. I had to row home, and brian thot i sounded drunk, but i hadnt even touched the handle (except to hand it on), so I took a shower and the McMenamy's arrived.
So we went tubing. I went both on the ocean and the bay and it was frickin awesome. The ocean would've been so much better if i had some goggles or somethin to keep the spray from killin my eyes. But the bay was fun; Katie even went semi-fast!!! w00t. Ally n I went backwards the whole time too and we flew few times but never actually left the tube which was fun. i had a big samich out there too.
After that, we all went back to Poppy. Had three slices of pizza then hit up the marketplace whit the faggy band playin and everything, but we got snaps and bomb bags and had a good time. went to the beach next, and i went swimming for a buck, which was fun, and the water was warm. then came home and slept after goin on line just long enough for the article before this one, and here i am. well now im gonna go take a shower n important shit like dat. cyas!