real life: a night of terrible decisions

The first woodland creature of the night. Followed by a raccoon, deer, fox, cow, and dog. Oh, and a demon. For reals.

"Quick, a car is coming"

"It's probably a killer"

Yay for friends

"We're so cute"

The only friend in Midway

Result of trekking it out in the mountain

Oh hey. We just took a five hour road trip and are back to hide a beverage.

Ok. So, Friday night:
My friend and I go to Wal-Mart.
"Should we go do it or drive for a bit?"
"Let's just drive up the canyon a ways"

(twenty minutes later)
"Should I turn left or right?"
"Right."

(ten minutes later)
"Should I turn left or right?"
"Left."

(thirty minutes later)
"We are on a dirt road."

(ten minutes later)
"I'm scared."

(ten minutes later)
"We're almost out of gas."

(ten minutes later)
"We are still in the mountain."

(ten minutes later)
"We are going to die."
(insert freak out from my friend)

(fifteen minutes later)
"I see lights."
"I'm excited to see what city we're in."

(twenty minutes later)
"Yay! We are in Midway!"

(ten minutes later)
(fill up with gas)
(keep driving)

"Oh hey, look, a freeway sign. Should we take it or go on to Woodland? It says it's in ten miles."
"Let's go to Woodland. That sounds fun."

(thirty minutes later)
"We are in a mountain again. I hate everything."
"We are going to die."
"I am going to be late for work."
"We should have turned around."
"We are idiots."
"Where in the world are we? Literally? Is this Kansas?"
"Kamas. We passed Woodland. Hey, Duchesne is in 72 miles."
"Let's just get to Hanna and then we will turn around."

(fifteen minutes later)
"This road is never ending."
"*$%!@&!!!!! I almost hit that fox!!!!!"

(twenty minutes later)
(1:13 a.m.)
(a figure on to our right)
(a woman standing by her mailbox)
(facing us)
(not moving)

"OH MY GOSH. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!!?!?!"
"WE JUST SAW A DEMON. THAT WAS A DEMON."
"WHY WAS THAT LADY OUTSIDE?! WHAT WAS SHE DOING?! IT WAS A GHOST!"
"I'M SO SCARED. MY HEART IS BEATING SO FAST."
"I'M GOING TO PEE MY PANTS."
"I DON'T LIKE THIS."

(thirty minutes later)
"CELL PHONE SERVICE. PULL OVER."
"Ok. We are in the Uinta forest. Take a right and get to UT 40. It will take us back to Heber."

(4:00 a.m.)
"Good thing our neighborhood cruise just turned into a five hour road trip to the middle of nowhere."







And that's what I did with my Friday night.
Oh, and Honeycutt laid on my legs. Progress.
Oh, and over the duration of the hangout sesh and spontaneous-accidental road trip, I ate two pieces of cheese pizza, three breadsticks, three cinnamon breadsticks, and 1 liter of Dr. Pepper. Basically I'm a teenage boy.

I'm never planning a slumber party again, because three people ditch out and me and my friend end up driving to the Uintas. LOL CATZ. I don't know if stranger things happened over the summer. 

XOXO
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