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White wine goes straight to my head. It sort of feels like the first time I got high. Which was on a wharf by the way, with my brother Brenan (ocassionally mispelt by relatives as Brennan). We were down the hill by the ocean sitting on benches passing a pipe back and forth. As I got higher and higher the waves seemed to sort of wink at me in the moonlight. We walked back up that hill and the first thing I touched in my house was my dog Bailey. I sometimes like him better than Mia, even though she is smarter and PPN gets angry with me for it. But hey.. I'm shallow, beauty matters..... ha.. not. But I cant get enough of his big ole noggin. Oh I think I forgot to mention I am drinking white wine out of a yellow sippy cup with a built in straw. Lame girls would be all "woah random" and stuff right? but hey who cares.. you just have to live a little. I'm on my way to living... on an ISLAND!!! FOR A WEEK. Just you watch. I'll go, I'll do it.., maybe just to spite you? Look, Jake.. let me give you a little piece of advice, cut the I'm-the-cute-and-popular-boy-with-the-big-sidburns routine, it's just too pathetic, and for once tell Janey what is true in your heart... stop being such a little bitch! And there you have it folks. Goodnight.