It's 11 at night. I'm dropped off at my house to find everyone in bed. They ask me where I've been, expecting me to have been home much sooner, so I'll recap:
Carl and I went to Laurel Park to see a movie. The intention was to just skip around the theaters and watch multiple movies, but after we finished the first it seemed kind of too late to watch another. Since it was 8:40, I figured it would be fun to fuck around and play around in the parking garage. We spent time walking ramps and running around in the rain and trying to get goldfish to "swim to the ocean," until about 9:20. At which point, we were going to call home. Well, my phone is down at my house, I don't have a cell phone because my mom took it away, I don't know my dad's cell phone number, my mom didn't call us back when we asked her for it, Carl's parents weren't home and didn't answer their cell phones either, leaving us stranded at 6 and Newburgh. We waited a little and Carl figured it would be best to start walking home, so off we went. Originally, we thought we were on 7 mile, but after walking aways we realized our error and had essentially cut a mile off of our estimated trip. When we got to 5 and Newburgh, we went to the CVS and I bought some sparkling water because it was cheap and we only had $1. We were pretty close at that point and made the rest of the journey to Carl's house to find that his parents had gotten home at the same time we did. After explaining our dilemma, I got dropped off and you know the rest of the story from there.
I mean, all in all I had a good time, but for fuck's sake. At least it wasn't cold, even if it was raining. Because of this, I'm going to petition to my mom for my cell back. Obviously I need it. That was the fucking reason she got it for me in the first place.
Mon Dieu!
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