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yea. this weekend was a good'n. I still am having a hard time walking because my legs somehow got so sunburned saturday i woke up sunday feeling like god had picked me up during the night and dipped me into hell for a few seconds just for fun. It's as hot as, as uncomfortable as, mid-summer beach sex. Not as room temperate, as comfortable, as balls, clearly. Yea but it was a good time. Pass the dutch baby... we had some fun. I'm a pretty lucky kid. And I don't just mean lucky to survive the stupid ass things i do. I'm lucky for the company that i have on so many of these adventures. I'm lucky for having parents that tend to sleep pretty soundly. I'm lucky to have two sisters who are very good to me. I'm lucky to not yet have skin cancer. All kinds of things. OH! I'm lucky for this bitchin chair Mary got from Stead and then gave to me. Yesss. Sweet. This is why we're friends. Well not just that. It's also because I like to drive. The Secret Society downed a bottle of vodka and were the drunkest niggaz on the boardwalk, i'm proud to say. Especially being that there were only three members present that night. Which i guess is awkward actually now that i think about it. But that's what fence building is all about. It's summer. About time we get a trip to the drive-in. I'm really random and all over the place tonight so I'm gonna go. I have to go to work in the morning and install tile. Oh, I'm excited about kneeling on concret with sun-burned swollen sore knees for 6 hours. Fuck yea. And then I have to go get more mats for these pictures that I need to try to sell. That are probably going to end up going all over the walls of my room or being given to friends and family because i don't want to throw them away since i paid money for mats for the first time in my life. Right, so... I'm done. Peace out.