Originally I wasnt going to post anything about the river trip that went on this past weekend but I actually had a request for it. The start off was good. Robert and I drove the supposed-to-be 4 hours down to Austin in 6 hours because of our stops and when we got there I watched the boys pitch the tents while I sat my happy ass in a lawn chair. Ususally every year I hit up 6th Street on Friday but this year we went to the Riverwalk instead. It was a nice change and Ill probably want to do that again next year. After we got back I went into the tent to sleep while the boys stayed up and somehow earned myself 4 ant bites in the face and 2 on my thighs. I guess I shouldve stayed up too. Saturday we woke up and had our big breakfast (before I got into my bathing suit, gross) and then floated down the river. To make a horrible story happier and a long story shorter, Robert and Paco proved exactly what anger rage + drinking looked like. I was so embarrassed that when I got back to the campsite I pulled my lawn chair away from everyone and cried for a few minutes. Sunday I watched the boys pack up in silence and then Robert and I headed back to Dallas. The station we found that played 90's music made up for the bad night before. We made a pit stop at Round Rock Outlet Mall which is where I found a pair of dope Pumas that I didnt buy. Its now biting me in the ass because I cant stop thinking about them and I will probably go on a hunt for them here in Dallas soon. This happens EVERY TIME I want something and dont get it because I think its too expensive at the time. I get obsessed with it and spend every free minute trying to find it and then decide I will pay even more than what I originally saw it for just to have them. The only explaination I have to this is that Im retarded.

In better news, this morning I woke up at 6 a.m. coughing up blood. Hopefully this will not eventually turn into Hospital Event #5.