Catoosa / Tulsa / Clarmore / Foyil / Broken Arrow / Sand Springs / Bristow

I've been busy. I just got back from Catoosa. I spent the night again in Catoosa, and the past two days i've been in those places listed above for substantial amounts of time.

It had snowed so i fallowed my sister up to Catoosa, and ended up spending the night, because of the weather conditions... that was a lie. I spent the night because i was drunk... which made any weather hazardous if i drove... so maybe it wasn't a lie.

We ordered pizza, one from Pizza Hut, and another from Mazzios. Pizza hut was suppose to give us two pizzas but they fucked up, so we ordered another from Mazzios. While waiting for our delivery, we all had 'sex on the beach'es'... which was more like: Shit load of Vodka, little orange juice, little cranberry juice, shit load of peach schnapps, and a jar of cherries. We didn't care for the accuracy of the drink, we were hungry and had booze. We also had a bottle of champagne, which was fully consumed; we didn't drink all the Vodka or schnapps, because we had a lot and didn't feel like a run to the hospital was a good idea. Even thought the drink was strong, we didn't drink very much; i think i had 4-5 drinks and half of those wasn't the strong mix.

The next morning, we all headed off to Broken Arrow. We stopped in at Luv-a-pet and picked up $60 worth of gerbil shit/gerbil. we went back to Catoosa and put together the gerbil 'home' and placed that hyper motherfucker in there... He did nothing. The whole time he was at luv-a-pet he was tearing the place apart. He was all over the damn cage. Got him home, in a new cage, he wasn't doing shit; he was afraid of the damn tunnels.

So my sister and her boyfriend decided they also wanted fish... so we headed to Claremore and got everything but the fish. So we headed back to Catoosa set up the tank and shit then headed to Tulsa for the fish. But first we had to pick her boyfriend's little brother and sister.

We went to Foyil and picked them up, and i realized that i'm very lucky not to have an older brother.

I would have killed him... My little sister's BF was telling his little brother to behave, and that wasn't happening. So he told him that if he didn't he'd tell us about the mattress. Still not behaving he told us. He told us that he caught his little brother with his pants down 'humping the shit' out of his mattress. I'd kill my older brother if A) i had one and B) if he had said that. His little brother denied it, but then he started to cite sources: his step-dad, his little sister, himself, and someone else that i didn't know; which have all witness on different occasions the 'humping'.

We finally got the fish... then went back to Catoosa. I stayed only a little bit longer, then left for home.

I decided on my way home to stop into Sand Springs' Wally-world... for reasons i cannot explain, i though this would be a good idea. I got lost. I was in rural hell. It's like me dropping someone off in the middle of Gypsy, Oklahoma, but worse. It was night and i didn't know where the fuck i was at. After driving for awhile i seen it... i though i'd never be so glad to see a red stop light. I turned left, and still didn't know where i was, but i was on a real road and that was the only thing important. Then i seen it... a sign from god, confirming that i, Brian Smith, am a retard. I was on a road that i've traveled quite a few times back in the day. I was heading out of sand springs. I had to flip a U'ey.

Finally got to Wal-mart, and then wondered why did i want to go in the first place. not having an answer i left. And came home.

So that is where i wondered off to, incase you were wondering...