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got back from berkeley about an hour ago. had spaghetti and two HUGE MEATBALLS with starr and eric. meatballs. and pie. traffic home was terrible. i *hate* driving at night. lights. stupid drivers. 880. i hate 880. the only thing i hate worse is driving on the san mateo bridge. my car gets thrown around by the wind like it's a toy. HATE.
i haven't hung out with eric in a really long time. it's like being around a cartoon. he's so animated. it would be nice if he lived somewhere that was a bit more accessible. fuh.
right.
damn that 16 year old gothic lesbian giraffe molesting orangepeel frozen unfing multitiming bitch.
bubalu: I had a revelation today.
bubalu: I realized Ricky Martin is my hero.
bubalu: And because of this, I need to get some leather pants.
bubalu: Really tight ones that crush my balls and show
so. uhm. i don't know where this is going. i guess when my head's screwed on right, i'll try again. yup.
i haven't hung out with eric in a really long time. it's like being around a cartoon. he's so animated. it would be nice if he lived somewhere that was a bit more accessible. fuh.
right.
damn that 16 year old gothic lesbian giraffe molesting orangepeel frozen unfing multitiming bitch.
bubalu: I had a revelation today.
bubalu: I realized Ricky Martin is my hero.
bubalu: And because of this, I need to get some leather pants.
bubalu: Really tight ones that crush my balls and show
so. uhm. i don't know where this is going. i guess when my head's screwed on right, i'll try again. yup.