Cottagesky

Well. Cottagesky was awsomeness. Just what the doctor ordered. Except the copious amounts of alcohol consumed, excessive amounts of smoke inhaled and ridiculous amounts of ultraviolet rays. The trip went smoothly, so now I feel I can take my lil '91 Escort out on the road more often. The cassette player was shite tho. My car now smells like an ashtray. Went to visit a friend up in Huntsville. He told us his brother and friends would be there. We assumed it would be his little bro (translation: 20-year-old frat/sorority types...rich little white kids) INSTEAD, we were delighted to find his older brother there. Bunch of cool people in their 30's, who knew how to party. Also. They cooked for us. They made BIIIIIGGGG messes at night. Each morning we would wake to find the property COVERED in beer bottles and cans, glasses, cigarette butts, empty cigarette packs, munchies garbage, etc etc. But we'd get it all clean before breakfast... and then the cycle would begin again. It's weird now I'm in my mid 20's. I'm starting to contemplate being 30. I don't have many a good role-model. Silver is 33. And I feel older than him most days. I am unofficially, the oldest of the group. He's too wild and directionless. Mr. Collins is 33 as well. Maybe he used to be a fun dude. But I don't see that. He's dull. He's lost that lust for life. Some other people I know are cool and everything. But they're living mediocre lives. But the people at the cottage this weekend? They are EXACTLY who I want to be when I'm in my 30's. Nice car, good career jobs, starting to settle down with a mate, but still know how to party. Music time? What the hell. Try this on for size... ooooh. just realized this link doesn't work. I wonder what I wanted to play... ah.. this'll more than make up for my error.