I turned 18 in January. It was the day before school began, so I set out early. Around 1:30AM i got drunk and hopped some fences to get to my friend's house, where I got even more drunk. Then we watched Scarface.
Went home and took a quick nap, then decided what I'd do with the rest of the day. Titty bars were definately out of the question at the moment since I still dont know how much I'd need to spend, so I decided I'd just go get some cigars. Err, $20 later, I had some fine-ass cigars.
Smoked one of them (enjoyed them quite a bit) and got ready to go to Folks Folly. Folks Folly is a steak house in Memphis, and is the most expensive restaurant in the area. My 60$ fillet was probably the tastiest thing I had ever eaten.
Came home, and began to read Micheal Moore's "Dude, Where's My Country?", a present from my 11 year old sister.