I taught my cousin how to drive on Saturday morning. For those of you questioning the wisdom of allowing me to teach someone to drive, rest assured that your concerns are probably right. I think the only real qualification someone needs to teach a teenager to drive is brass balls . . . and i come fully equipped. I'm actually a pretty good driver . . . now that I'm sober.
I didn't end up meeting my girlfriends parents. That probably isn't going to happen. Is it for the best? Do i really have to meet them? I don't feel like I owe them any explanations or apologies or anything? Quiet frankly I'd just be doing it as a courtesy.
I bought a suit for my cousin's wedding. I went with fashion purple and a pink shirt. The salesman said it was the most fashionable way to go, so i bought it. JUST KIDDING. I know she reads the blog. I bought a nice respectable dark grey suit . . . with a pink shirt.
Since i didn't have any pictures from my most recent tournament, I'm gonna post some from my last tournament. Enjoy!!!
3 comments:
Grey suit is much appreciated. But you could have gotten away with a purple suit. Because of my color blindness, I wouldn't have known the difference. :)
You realize Mike will be at the wedding and he will hear about all this competing you are doing and he's going to want to take you on...I'm just saying...
so i made some friends to study with for the bar, but it just isn't the same as the good old days with you and nicole. first of all... they use the white board for actual work. no ninja turtles. secondly, i haven't learned a single choke hold thus far. and believe me, i could use some new moves. because the minute i get out of the bar i'm gonna choke a bitch!
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