Fear and Loathing in B-town

Last night i just up and left to come down to Boulder, where i am now writing from. Last night was good. Mitch and i had a little bit of rum and then met up with a bunch of other friends, and we were walking around, wondering what to do up at the hill, which was totally reminiscent of high school. Everyone else was cold, so they drove, but we walked, and on the way we found some people that gave us free pizza and water, and all they had to do was write their group name on our hands. Hell yeah. The pizza was good. The water was average. Then when we got bored, we got some illegal pete's and came back here where we had some more rum, a couple smokes, and then we watched fear and loathing in las vegas, which i hadn't seen all of it before, but it was hilarious. Part of it was our state, but i think a lot of it is always funny. Oh yeah, the reason we did it all was because hunter s. thompson commited suicide recently, and he's the guy who wrote fear and loathing, so we had a wake for him, and finished off the bottle and watched the movie. I think he would've been proud, especially if you've seen the movie, you'd know. So that was the night, and today we're gonna meet up with leah, and we'll just hang out and chill. She goes to school in durango, so it's kind of a rare occasion that she gets to come up. So that's the day. I hope you all have a good weekend. Goodbye.