Why didn't this happen to me when I was in middle school?

In other news, I saw Spider-Man 2 this weekend. I liked it much better than the first mainly because I hated how they did the Green Goblin in the original movie.

Yesterday we had a bar-b-que. It was nice. Friends came over and ate and drank. The weird thing is that the events of the day started off with drinking at 4pm at the cook-out but somehow managed to end at 2am while drinking at the crazy lady. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I don't think I was made for strip clubs. For the record, it was not my idea. We left the house to go to the store for beer for swimming. We never made it to the store.