I worked a lot this weekend to raise money for the band trip coming up in June. I stamped over 600 hands as people came to see the Tough Trucks. Wow. Also working at the food tent... I really need a funnel cake before this weekend is over! The band will be marching in the parade, playing Please Please Me. It ends two houses away from where I live so I really enjoy this parade.
Yesterday, when I was walking to the Tough Trucks show, a carni wanted me to play his game (the balloon-dart one). I told him no thanks, but he persisted saying that I should bring my boyfriend and make him pay for me. Alright sir, but what boyfriend are we talking about here?
The booming bass from the music kept me up all night. People were setting off fireworks, too. A cop sped down the road around 11:30. Wonder what was going on... I'll have to read the police beat in the newspaper! I took Toby on a walk last night and it was pretty freaky. I don't like walking around at night when there are tons of carnis and drunks running around Mazo. Plus, the helicopter is very loud and flies over our house about 2 or 3 times every hour. Yeah, all that are the downsides of living right across the street from WWD.
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