Hello, beautiful people. What's the deal?
I know I'm late with the weekend post but I didn't get back into town until about 8pm last night. The weekend was eventful to say the least. Let's do a fun recap:
Ash and I were supposed to leave here around 3 or 4 but we didn't actually leave until about 6:30. Cleveland to VA Beach is an 8 hour drive. You do the math.
Most of our driving was done at night. I'm a beast on the road but driving through the mountains and shit is really not the business. Not at all.
"Dude, what the fuck is this?! I can't see shit!"
-Monie to Ash when driving through the thickest fog ever in the life of fogs.
"GOT ME LOOKING SO CRAZY RIGHT NOW, YOUR LOVE GOT ME LOOKING SO CRAZY RIGHT NOW!"
-Monie and Ash singing Beyonce at the top of our lungs after getting through the immense fog.
"AGHGHGHGHGHGHGGGHHHHHHHH!"
-Monie and Ash screaming at the top of our lungs after trying to make an exit, sliding in the rain, doing a large spin out...2 times...and stopping inches from an ditch.
Yeah...that really happened. It started raining as soon as we got out of Pennsylvania and didn't stop until the next day. Luckily, we were the only cars on the road at this time (it was early morning). A semi was traveling a good distance behind us and he stopped to make sure we were okay. We were fine. Hands shaking like crackheads but fine. He told us that trucks jack-knifed on at that same spot all the time and that we should be careful. I told him thanks. He said don't thank him, thank Jesus. He was right but I really meant thanks for stopping to check on us. Me and Ash said a little prayer and kept it moving.
"See you in the morning. No raw-dogging!"
-Monie to Ash after dropping her off for the night at her friend's house in Hampton before he went out of town later that weekend.
"I'll find you. No worries. Be there in a minute."
-Monie to Smurf after dropping Ash off. He was worried I wouldn't be able to find their apartment. I reassured him that the Navigator on my phone (beastin!) would get me there. I get lost backing out of my parent's driveway so I use my Navi frequently.
We have been cool with the guys we were going to visit for a while now. We knew them when they were art students in PA. They all now live and work in VA designing clothing lines. There's Smurf, Shan and Richard. When I arrived everyone was sleep except Smurf. He waited up for me to get there. It was about 2:30 am. We stayed up a little longer, talking, laughing, catching up. This was Friday morning. They all had to get up to go to work in a few hours. Yet, Smurf and I didn't pass out until about 5 am.
"No partying, man."
-Smurf to Monie before he and Shan left to go to work. They left me a house key so I could go and pick up Ash from Hampton.
I scooped Ash up, we went to 'Bucks and got some overpriced coffee and went back to the boy's house. We chilled until about 11:30 and then met them at the food court in the mall (LynnHaven?) where they were for their lunch break.
"RICHARDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!"
-Monie and Ash tackling Richard when he walked up to the table we were all sitting at. I didn't see him before he went to work and Ash was just seeing all the boys since our arrival. We love Rich because he's funny as HELL. We love all the boys but Rich is ridiculously hilarious.
(Blogger has gay fever [copyright Karrie B] so I can't post a pic here. I'll do it when I get home.)
We chilled with the boys for their lunch break, met some of their coworkers. After they left, Ash and I did some shopping to find outfits for the Erro show in Baltimore. I had jeans but I got a top from H&M. Same for Ash. After we left the mall we got on the road to Bmore.
"OhhhhhhhmyyyyyyGawwdddddddd!!!! Are you serious right now?!"
-Monie in regards to the hellicious traffic we got stuck in driving from VA Beach to Baltimore. Right around D.C. it got extra stupid. I was ready to kill somebody.
Too many hours later, we get to Bmore. Ash knows one of Erro's background singers, D.Mo Soul. I call him D. Moted. It's just funnier. At least to me. He was at the Sheraton so we met him there. He got Ash and I a room for the night. We were running late (thanks, traffic) so we got to our room, ordered some food, hopped in the shower, got dressed, ate, and peaced out. Erro was about to go on stage as we were pulling up. One problem. D. Moted was in the car with us. As soon as we pulled up, he hopped out, ran into the venue. Ash and I parked and by the time we got in, they had already started their first song. The show was great. Erro did a freestyle using words that people in the audience gave him. They were on for about an hour and then Lyfe Jennings came out. Beh. We weren't there to see him so we went posted up at the bar. The guys in Erro's band came out and chilled with us. We had a shit load of fun with them. We left at about 12:30 am. On the drive back to the hotel, D. Moted sang to me and Ash. Did yall know about my weak spot for men who can sing? No? Well yeah...it was great. His voice is unbelievable.
The next morning, we got up and checked out at noon. We stopped at Cracker Barrel to eat and then took D. Moted to the airport. After dropping him off were got on our merry way back to VA Beach. We were on New York Ave. for what seemed like forever so Ash and I took pictures and video of people on the street. It was hilarious.
We got to VA Beach around 6ish and brought our bags in. All the boys were there, chilling, waiting for us to arrive.
"Where's the alcohol?"
-Monie and Ash as soon as they walked in the door.
"What are those? Football pants?!
-Smurf and Richard in regards to Monie's cropped sweatpants.
"I win!"
-Ash to Monie in regards to a bet between them. When we visit the boys, we cook for them and we might even clean for them. LOL! I don't know how that got started but it's just what we do. We had a bet to see who would ask first what we were going to cook for them. Shan asked first. I thought Smurf would.
We sat around for a while, watching Bronson movies. The commentary was hilarious. Those dudes are funny as hell. We have our own little language and code words that makes regular conversations past ridiculous. Soon after that, the bottles got cracked and the drinks started flowing. Rich's girlfriend came over and brought two of her friends. Shan's chick came over as well.
"Buzz! 8, 9, 10, Buzz!"
-Monie, Ash, Richard, Shan and Yaz playing some retarded ass drinking game that had me pretty faded. You go around in a circle saying numbers in order. If it's your turn and you get the number 7 or any multiple of 7 or any number with double digits you have to say Buzz instead of the number. If you mess up, you have to start over from 1. I don't think we ever made it past 35.
We were gonna go out to Granby (?) Street to kick it but nobody was trying to get dressed. We got some food and continued to kick it at the apartment. We all eventually passed out. I don't remember the time or under what conditions. LOL!
The next morning we woke up and sat around for a while. I think everybody was hurting a little bit. Somehow, someway, we got video and pictures from the night before. Hilarity ensued as we watched the video from the numbers game and Shan's chick get so completely wasted that she fell backwards into his TV, landed in some weird gymnastics position and eventually slept with his Playstation as her pillow.
A couple hours later, we went to Pocahontas for breakfast. The food was great and we could see the beach from our table. It started to drizzle but Ash and I still wanted to go and take pictures of the beach.
"You gotta be high as hell ALL the time to be good at this shit. He was probably high when he recorded this song. That's why he's about to start screaming. See! High! Smells Like Teen Spirit. What is that?! That's called HIGH!
-Richard on why Kurt Cobain was a beast.
"Alright, yo, that's the beach. Take ya pictures. Let's go, man, it's raining. You got $100 for my hat?"
-Smurf protesting to Ash and Monie.
We left the beach and went back to the apartment. Smurf accompanied me and Ash to the grocery store to get ingredients for roasted vegetable lasagna. Smurf and Shan are calling themselves vegetarians this month so we had to make something without any meat.
We got back and Ash and I started cooking. We cut up eggplant, zucchini, red peppers and mushrooms. We combined olive oil and garlic and brushed that over all the veggies. We added salt and pepper and threw them in the oven.
Now, when the boys lived in PA, they had a huge apartment but it was like hell on earth. They were college students so they sometimes had heat, sometimes had hot water. LOL! The place they live in now is MUCH better. They have dishes. A vacuum. A couch. LOL! They're doing good. But...their oven is WEAK AS HELL!
Tell me why it took us HOURS to roast these vegetables!!!! The oven was barely getting warm!
Smurf and I took a ride to the pet store so he could get crickets for his lizard thing and when we got back the veggies STILL weren't done. At that point they had been roasting for about 2.5 hours. Ridiculous.
After they were done, we built the lasagna and tossed it back in the lukewarm ass oven. Every time we checked on it, it was barely cooking, it was watery. I was scared we wouldn't be able to serve it.
"Yo, how did that happen?"
-Smurf to Ash and Monie when we pulled out our yummy, cheesy, well-done lasagna. Somehow the shit worked out.
"*crickets*"
-What was heard as the boys ate. Literally. It wasn't just silence. We actually heard those damn crickets fighting for their lives from Smurf's bedroom. They didn't stand a chance.
"That shit was banging. Is there some more?"
-Compliments to the chefs.
"Zzzzzzz..."
The 'itis.
By the time we got done eating and woke up it was around 8:30 pm. Again, an 8 hour drive ahead of us. It was stupid for us to try and cook lasagna that late. LOL!
The boys helped us take our bags out. Hugs all around. We left. Went to WaWa to get some extra-strong coffee. Got a call from Smurf that Ash left her sunglasses. We went back, picked them up and got to Independence Boulevard to get onto 264 W.
"AAAGHGHGHGHGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHH MY GODDDDDDD...BOOM!"
-Ash and Monie screaming...and getting into a car accident.
I'm gonna do a Rah and end this here. Part 2 tomorrow. Pictures as soon as I can get em on here.
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10 comments:
omg @ the car accident...hopefully that wasn't when you answered my text in the middle of driving! lol...I can joke, because obviously since you typed up this long post, your azz is OK!
Why is dude called smurf? Is he that short?
lmao @ actually hearing those damn crickets calling out for help!
@ diva: LOL! Naw, I texted you back much later. And yes, I'm ok, thank GOD!
I'm not sure how he got his nickname but no he's not short. He's taller than me.
Nice profile pic, momma!!!! Ow! LOL!
You know, I offically give up.
Sounds like you had a good time.
@ e: Stop playin. I emailed you back. Check it. I have no real contact info for you...how was I supposed to ask you to come kick it?
OK! Now i feel bad that i was rushing u back!---Hope ur ok!
Doing a me... Classic. I've spread my evil across the blogworld.
Obviously you are alive, but I hope you weren't hurt.
Sounded like a fun weekend, when you weren't spinning out or crashing into stuff.
seems like u had a productive and entertaining weekend. i hope ur accident wasnt too bad. like everyone else, i notice ur alive and well and tappin away at the keys lol, so u must be okay.
@ steph: Don't feel bad, chica. All is well. It wouldn't be right if you 'tards didn't rush me into posting. LOL!
@ rah: LOL! Thanks, babe. It was fun. And I'm good...there were no injuries, thank God.
@ e: Girl, I just noticed how long this post was. Tappin away aren't even the words. LOL!
Are you ok?!
How are you going to end the post like?!....
Here I go [all late n' shyt] UGHHHH!!!
OMGoodness @ your being in a car accident!!!
Hope all is well [with you and everyone else].
Off I go to read Part 2.
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