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Nov 22, 2006 22:41

I hate being sick. So much that I don't care that I'm sick, I'm still going out.
And that's it.
Tomorrow morning there's this thing called Turkey Ball. It's like where everyone from Jason's Deli in naples, fort myers, and cape coral are gonna meet up, play flag football and get drunk. Sounds kind of lame, I know. Well my boss was like "You should come, you don't have to play, everyone's just gonna have fun and be drunk." and I went "Noone is gonna let me drink, I'm 16." and he goes "It's not a work enforced meeting. It's just a bunch of having fun. I'm getting two cases, you're more than welcome to get blitzed." So 8:30 sharp I'm gonna be there. I'm gonna ride out with him, because I don't have another ride. Argh, he's awesome. And hot, if only he wasn't 19 years older. And didn't have a wife.
And four children.

Tomorrow morning it's gonna be cold as hell. I know I'm wearing jeans, tennis shoes, and a sweater. But I don't think it'll be warm enough. What good is Florida when it's not warm in the winter?!
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