so when it originally went down, i was very suspicious of some kids i knew. marcus and taylor moseley. a few days later, marcus went to county for holding too much weed because of his dumb bitch girlfriend and the ridiculous amount of one-way streets. but seriously, read the signs dumb bitch.
however. taylor moseley has disappeared since the burning of the tomato. and what do you know. incriminating videos have surfaced. and he is a wanted man. oh, taylor...
Showing posts with label tomato. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tomato. Show all posts
Monday, July 09, 2007
Friday, June 29, 2007
here it is, kids.
also, i'm back to 162. slow and steady wins the race... ((shutup. i like cookies))
also, happy birthday to kyle!

and happy birthday to mike!

and happy birthday jarel! ((and yes i just stole this picture off your facebook because i don't have any pictures of you... shutup, twin.))

and happy birthday to big momma! ((tomorrow))
also, i'm back to 162. slow and steady wins the race... ((shutup. i like cookies))
also, happy birthday to kyle!
and happy birthday to mike!
and happy birthday jarel! ((and yes i just stole this picture off your facebook because i don't have any pictures of you... shutup, twin.))

and happy birthday to big momma! ((tomorrow))
Thursday, June 28, 2007
interesting night:
it started with me being ridiculously bored.
cathy and i decide to have a daquiri/painting party. we went to wal-mart around 9 to buy some paint and cookies. it was also a cookie party.

2 daquiris into the wind and a half-painted alligator later, my phone rings. it was dan. i'm assuming the conversation is going to go something like this...
dan says:
what are you doing?
mengtar says:
painting and drinking daquiris.
dan says:
want to meet at jupiter later?
mengtar says:
yes.
dan says:
okay.

however, the conversation actually went more like this...
dan says:
the tomato is on fire. you have to come down here.
mengtar says:
what the fuck.

yes. someone ((some fry-street rat)) started the tomato ((local recently closed pizza place)) on fire. i show up and find dan, not-roommate mike and randall. there are roads closed off and police tape all over and flooded streets on account of the water hoses and the endless rain. my shoes got wet and i was angry.
we walked to hooligans and i ran into a dude i work with who was acting kind of wierd... but in an i-like-you way. whatever.
mike bought me a drink and we chilled. it was fun. sometimes i hate dan though.
i hate it that he knew that john was cheating on me and said nothing. i hate it that he is so manipulative. i hate it that he lies. and i hate it that he never told me until tonight that john thought i was cheating on him. i never even looked at another guy the whole time i was with him. he was my world.
i remembered that when i drank with roommate mike and michael ann last night that they were having a little candle-light ceremony thing outside the tomato. and now it's burned. wow.

after hooligans, mike and i were still kind of looking for something to do. so we drove down to lake lewisville ((the same place i picked up dan when he made a volleyball appear.)) and chilled. the lake was major-flooded half way into the parking lot. we chilled until 5am talking about our failed relationships. his wife told him on friday that she was thinking about an anullment. sadness. made me think about a lot of things. it was nice though. very pretty.
mike then drove me to my car and the tomato was still smoking and they were still spraying water... 6 hours later. wow.
it started with me being ridiculously bored.
cathy and i decide to have a daquiri/painting party. we went to wal-mart around 9 to buy some paint and cookies. it was also a cookie party.
2 daquiris into the wind and a half-painted alligator later, my phone rings. it was dan. i'm assuming the conversation is going to go something like this...
dan says:
what are you doing?
mengtar says:
painting and drinking daquiris.
dan says:
want to meet at jupiter later?
mengtar says:
yes.
dan says:
okay.
however, the conversation actually went more like this...
dan says:
the tomato is on fire. you have to come down here.
mengtar says:
what the fuck.
yes. someone ((some fry-street rat)) started the tomato ((local recently closed pizza place)) on fire. i show up and find dan, not-roommate mike and randall. there are roads closed off and police tape all over and flooded streets on account of the water hoses and the endless rain. my shoes got wet and i was angry.
we walked to hooligans and i ran into a dude i work with who was acting kind of wierd... but in an i-like-you way. whatever.
mike bought me a drink and we chilled. it was fun. sometimes i hate dan though.
i hate it that he knew that john was cheating on me and said nothing. i hate it that he is so manipulative. i hate it that he lies. and i hate it that he never told me until tonight that john thought i was cheating on him. i never even looked at another guy the whole time i was with him. he was my world.
i remembered that when i drank with roommate mike and michael ann last night that they were having a little candle-light ceremony thing outside the tomato. and now it's burned. wow.
after hooligans, mike and i were still kind of looking for something to do. so we drove down to lake lewisville ((the same place i picked up dan when he made a volleyball appear.)) and chilled. the lake was major-flooded half way into the parking lot. we chilled until 5am talking about our failed relationships. his wife told him on friday that she was thinking about an anullment. sadness. made me think about a lot of things. it was nice though. very pretty.
mike then drove me to my car and the tomato was still smoking and they were still spraying water... 6 hours later. wow.
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