Confused and Dazed
Confused and Dazed
It was a normal Friday morning, getting up around 10:00 or so, except someone had set my alarm clock to go off at 10:00. That right there, kind of pissed me off because I was having a really good dream. I usually never have good dreams; the dreams usually consist of me getting the shit kicked out of me, or some really bad tragedy where I lose my family. But there is nothing that I can do about this, so I got up and had some cereal. While I was eating breakfast, the phone rang. Michael, Travis, Stefan, Donald, Josh and Brad were making the yearly “Camp Bruton” camping trip. They were already at the campsite thinking that I was already there, since I didn’t meat any of them at the store at 9:00. Damn-It I knew I had to do something today, but I couldn’t figure out what it was, well I told Michael that I would be up there in about an hour, because I still needed to go to the store and pick up some supplies. That means I have to haul some massive balls just to get up there on time. So I jumped into the shower real fast and left my house in less then 10 minutes (that is like a record for me getting ready). So I ran to the store where I saw my dad, I asked him; “what the hell are you doing in town?” All pops said was; “I had a doctor appointment, and I was buying something for lunch.” Well I told him about going camping and how I was really late, so he let me borrow his radar detector. Now I am in business I left town with exactly 30 minutes to get up there. That means I have to make an hour trip in half the time. Its cool I know some short cuts, which will cut a whole bunch of time.
As I was speeding down one of the short cuts, I smelt smoke, it smelt like “weed,” so I followed the smell because the smoke was dense enough to get high off of inhaling the smoke. The smoke was coming from this little cabin, there were police cars parked out in front, this really confused me because...