Saturday night, Derek dragged me out to some crappy free rave way out in the depths of Sooke. He bought me a 40 of colt, which he spilled half of on the floor of my car, and he paid for the gas, so it wasn't that unbearable. It was exactly the same, in almost every respect, to the only other rave in the woods I've been to. Raves suck, I'm going to do everything in my power to NOT go to another.
Didn't get to sleep till about 5:30 again on Sunday morning, and Jeff called me 5 hours later, to go for coffee. So, I got up, we went for coffee, then headed to Hillside to check out Bolen books, and pretty much spent the afternoon wandering around the mall.
I had meant to clean my car on Sunday (the logging road out to the rave was over 12 km long, and very dusty) but was too tired to much other than drink coffee.
Sunday night, I went out with my dad and little brother to go see Men in Black II, and it's really not as bad as the reviews tend to make it out to be. There were some really funny gags, most notably the inhabitants of locker C18 in grand central station.
I actually got a full nights sleep last night, and now I'm about to go to the beach, and do some skimboarding with my sister. Whee!
Oh, and I haven't smoked a cigarette in a week now! Go me!