The past week has been a whirl wind of activity and it's been supa' fun. Jenny, Lucass, Narc, and I watched movies/tv/flight of the conchords (which gets its own category), went to see hotrod, swam in tanks, played soccer, played competitive frisbee (like football but with a frisbee), went out to eat, went to the outlet mall, went to Wyatt's 21st at the 21st st. co-op, aaaand went to Fiesta Texas!
On The Boomerang (aka the shockwave or the flashback at other parks), narc blacked out a little. On some water ride, our fake log canoe thing went completely under water, leaving me 100% soaked. Other things happened on other rides, but the best was The Poltergeist. It takes off super duper fast, which is always fun, but what I didn't take into account was the pressure pushing down on us after it takes off. The scenario: *I tried lifting my arms, only to have them pushed back down by gravity. In being thrown back down, I hit my "funny bone"*I curled in pain/laughter (you know that strange reaction. same as when your foot falls asleep)*We hit a sharp curve, sending my body to my right...and my face into Jenny's boobs.*Pressure kept me from straightening back up. If only the picture had been taken 5 seconds earlier, it would have captured me motor boating my best friend. She and I are even though. We were in the wave pool and apparently she zoned out, only awakening when she realized her hand had wandered over to my "lady parts".
Also, I won't write much about Wyatt's birthday party at the co-op. I'll just say, I haven't laughed that much probably ever. I haven't been annoyed that much in a long time. I haven't been so confused/amazed by people in a while. And I hope I never have to sleep in my car for 2 1/2 hrs and then wake up to go to work ever ever again. Oh, and Jen/I have had a weird cough ever since. It's a mystery, since no other attendee contracted the same ailment; however, I'll go ahead and say I hate it.
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