I am so tired.

So I realized in my past week I posted a pretty emo blog, huh? Yeeep, I've been feeling pretty shitty lately, and I think I'm feeling better now. So... I definitely feel like now that I'm out of this funk I should reminicse back to when we went to the caves, or as Wesley, Link and myself like to call it "Billay."

We left early Saturday morning. I dropped Michael off at work/picked Wesley up and we headed off to Burnsville. It was really cloudy and crappy looking, but I decided we should still take the parkway because the leaves were changing and the last time Link and I drove through it I was complaining about how lame it was that everything was green still. So it took us a good 4 hours to drive to Burnsville because we were stuck behind a bunch of retards from Florida. XD We get there and visit one of his friends for some "supplies" and then we CONTINUE to drive for another hour before we get to the cave, which you had to hike a mile uphill to get to. When we finally get there it's dark as shit, you can't see a thing OUTSIDE, and the cave only has 1 entrance which was about 30 feet from where we planned on camping, so Wesley and Link set off to get the rest of our supplies after getting firewood and leave me to stand around the outside shaking in my shoes. (The cave is supposedly haunted, after going there I definitely know for a fact that spirits live in it seeing as how while standing there in the dark I can hear people inside walking around, and later Link and I both heard someone talking, and even LATER Link saw someone down in the water.) We FINALLY get a fire going, set out for more wood, set up camp, and settle down for a night of drinking, smoking, and tripping. We all laid down in a circle while we listened for any noises, enjoying the quiet. Pretty soon we're all pretty messed up and we start laughing uncontrollably. I don't remember much of that night because I was so completely out of it, but I do remember a few important parts of it that I can summon up from the back of my mind.

♥ At one point we thought it would be a great idea to go out to get firewood. However, this was a feat in itself, because we would go out, gather a bunch of sticks, and then start talking about something retarded or find something cool looking and drop a bunch of them in the process. We would end back at the fire with 1 handful, and have to go out 20 minutes later for more wood. Rinse, repeat. In the morning when the sun came out and we went outside in the daylight for the first time to head back down the trail, we found SEVERAL piles of sticks laying as far as the eye could see from all of our forages. XD

♥ Wesley was being super cute/annoying and analyzing EVERYTHING that he could possibly talk about.
Stef: "Okay guys, we need to go get more wood."
Wesley: "But why do we need more wood?"
Link: "Because the fire is going out and we need to keep it going or we'll be stuck in the dark and this good trip will turn into a horrible one really quickly."
Wesley: "But why do we need the light and fire?"
Stef: "BECAUSE IF WE DON'T WE WILL FREEZE TO DEATH IN THE PITCH BLACK, WESLEY!"
Wesley: "But who would care, REALLY? We aren't anything in the world yet, guys. And that just brings it right back to THE GAME. And there's the proof again! Everything comes back full circle! Everything leads back to THE GAME."
Stef & Link: God Dammit, Wesley!

:( Link admitted some really bad shit to me that could have definitely ended our relationship right then and there. I stayed pissed at him for quite awhile, and at one point Wesley had to intervene and take his baseball bat back into the cave because he thought I was going to beat Link to death with it. We finally ended up outside sitting on a rock above this giant lake watching the sun come up talking it out. Which made things a lot better. But that was what that emo blog was about in the long run, if any of you were wondering.

♥ When the sun came up we went "rock digging" which really just means we laid around in the dirt on our stomachs in a reptilian state digging pretty rocks out of the dirt.

♥ Link wrote me a song called "STEFANAY, BILLAY, WESLAY, AND LSDAY." It was pretty metal, and we sang it while I climbed up the walls of the cave being a BAMF.

We left the cave at around 12, and went directly to the interstate back home, which led us to waffle house. It was really funny actually, because it was Sunday morning right after church let out. All of these pretty people were dressed up eating breakfast and us three waltzed in covered in dirt and soot, smelling of cave and fire. But it was all good, we sat at the bar and drank coffee. We got back in town, went to see Michael, then dropped Wesley off at his house. Drove home, and passed out until Michael got home later.

My friends are amazing, my boyfriend is awesome, and Billay is very much missed. But we're going back this weekend to repeat it all over again with Michael, so Wooooo!
Then next weekend? Scarowinds! Woooo!
Also last weekend? Michael got his dick pierced! LMAO. XD Dares are so much fun. But now I have to either shave my head or get my clit pierced, and I'm not big on having metal hanging out down there, so razors here I come.

In closing, Brutal Legend is fucking amazing. Jack Black killing monsters in Heavy Metal days? Fuck yes.

Also; my lip ring is sexy and amazing, but still very painful. No kissing for another week. No oral sex for another 2 weeks. Well, no GIVING it anyway.

I love you guys.
<3