Today at work I put a hole in a divider wall. The wall is hollow apparently and essentially divides one of the banquet rooms from the part where the hallway leads to the kitchen. Anyway, so we go in and we see a wasp on it. We just kinda look at it and I go "who wants to drop kick it?" "you can"
So I do. My friend says just before I do it "I'm gonna laugh if your foot goes through the wall."
Well, guess what? It did. It was funny/shocking. We taped it back up (there was a hole a few inches above it on the other side of the wall too from I don't know when...so that made it easier to tape it up from behind.) Overall it doesn't look that bad and I called and confessed (we had considered blaming it on the group that was in there last night) and she wasn't mad...but then again she hasn't seen it yet.
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Then we (me + two coworkers/friends) went to Virginia Beach, walked the boardwalk and listened to music (there were multiple concerts going on. we watched Butter (local band I guess) and Teddy Geiger.) We scoped out hot chicks and took pictures.
I was hoping my family was going to Kings Dominion tomorrow because Lauren wanted to come over to spend time together, but apparently they aren't which sucks for me.
She wanted to try out my 3 inch memory foam matress topper. She's sat on it for like 2 seconds but that hardly constitutes trying it out.
