Shitty week, looking to be a great weekend.
So, after having heaping steaming piles of shit thrust upon me in copious quantities by the authority figures around me all week, the weekend is looking to be one of the best in a while. I'll tell you why, and it is all thanks to my good friend Michael.
Michael finally scraped me off my lazy ass, with a little peer pressure help from Michelle into going to Myrtle Beach. Yes, I sit typing in the Carribien Resort, enjoying 14 year old Oban scotch. It is amazing how well this whole thing came together...
So Michael was going to head to the beach alone and I declined assuming that Michelle would want to spend some time with just the two of us. He was outside the house when Michelle arrived packing some things up. So she asked where he was going and he replied to the beach.
"You suck," said Michelle exclaiming her jelousy, as Michael quickly fired back.
"You can come if you want."
Well that was enough to start the ball rolling, Michelle did a quick load of laundry, and searched for hotels on the neighbor's wireless. Michael finished packing and with the quickness we had found a two room suite at a beachfront hotel for $84 a night. Not bad. So we roll out, Michelle and I need some booze and of course, like clockwork there is an ABC (for those of you unfamiliar with the south and Alcohol Beverage Control store is the only place to buy any hard liquor) and McDonalds right on the way. So I grab her some Bacardi 8 Anos, and myself some Oban. So we eat our food and poor a little rum into our fountain cokes and proceed to cuddle up in the back seat while the music blares on and we roll down the road.
Finally, as we got closer to the beach and the hotel strip we were a little concerned, we think we had gotten lost. So I call up the hotel to get directions and just as I am asking, like a magic blue neon miracle the sign apears and we have our room in no time. It is pretty decent too I might add. Free wireless internet, "lazy river" pool (you know those little rings of pool that have a current with floaty rafts to just chill on), hot tub, pool, beachfront view on the first floor....the list goes on. So right now it looks like Michelle is done with her homework for this evening and we are off to bed. Hope the rest of the weekend goes this well.
Michael finally scraped me off my lazy ass, with a little peer pressure help from Michelle into going to Myrtle Beach. Yes, I sit typing in the Carribien Resort, enjoying 14 year old Oban scotch. It is amazing how well this whole thing came together...
So Michael was going to head to the beach alone and I declined assuming that Michelle would want to spend some time with just the two of us. He was outside the house when Michelle arrived packing some things up. So she asked where he was going and he replied to the beach.
"You suck," said Michelle exclaiming her jelousy, as Michael quickly fired back.
"You can come if you want."
Well that was enough to start the ball rolling, Michelle did a quick load of laundry, and searched for hotels on the neighbor's wireless. Michael finished packing and with the quickness we had found a two room suite at a beachfront hotel for $84 a night. Not bad. So we roll out, Michelle and I need some booze and of course, like clockwork there is an ABC (for those of you unfamiliar with the south and Alcohol Beverage Control store is the only place to buy any hard liquor) and McDonalds right on the way. So I grab her some Bacardi 8 Anos, and myself some Oban. So we eat our food and poor a little rum into our fountain cokes and proceed to cuddle up in the back seat while the music blares on and we roll down the road.
Finally, as we got closer to the beach and the hotel strip we were a little concerned, we think we had gotten lost. So I call up the hotel to get directions and just as I am asking, like a magic blue neon miracle the sign apears and we have our room in no time. It is pretty decent too I might add. Free wireless internet, "lazy river" pool (you know those little rings of pool that have a current with floaty rafts to just chill on), hot tub, pool, beachfront view on the first floor....the list goes on. So right now it looks like Michelle is done with her homework for this evening and we are off to bed. Hope the rest of the weekend goes this well.
posted by SuicideVan | 10:03 PM
3 Comments:
I certainly wish Savannah and Tybee Island were a bit closer to you folks in N.C. Soon enough we'll get a chance to finall have a decent hanging out time. =) And...we'll practically be neighbors in no time!
Say hi to Michelle for me, hope you had a great rest of the weekend.
Stay safe mate, have a cold one, from England.
Hey Chuck, if you're still alive dude, drop me a line on my blog (Life, the Universe, and Everything).
It's Griff. Livin large in VA now.
Would love to chat it up some time.
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