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Jul 05, 2005 12:53

Nothing says the 4th of July like being hit on by middle aged Indian men in Fillmore.

I really don’t enjoy the 4th it makes me feel nervous about everything.

What I do enjoy is spending my time with the lovely Nakita and Rachel, you two make me feel ridiculously happy all the time.

San Diego was fun, but I really enjoy being home. Ryan is now on my death list, but that’s ok. Here are some of the highlights
+ The Whaley House the most haunted place in America….no, not at all
+ Sea Fricken World
+ Lorikeet landing
+ The crazy digitally inserted Macaw
+ Swing dancing
+ Getting over my fear of the ocean
+ McChicken?!
+ Resorting to playing MASH while waiting an hour and a half for the laundry to be done.
+ “DENNYS!!”

Life is beautiful

Now I have to apply for classes and because I am a slacker I am toying with the idea of forcing someone to do it for me.

I miss Katie.

I miss Ellen.

Oh by the by it is Stevie’s birthday today! Yay! Happy birthday doll face. Somehow out of all my friends the only birthday I can remember by heart is Stevies. Happy day of birth.

Oh because I didn’t have time to review on it before heres what happened before I left also in bullet form, because lets face it Jesus smiles on those who write their el jays in bullet format…yeah….
+ Steve Timmons came to my party making me feel like a rock star
+ Kembrew concert was more than amazing
+ Land of the Dead was retarded…literally

Question of the day
What band/singer do you hate to admit you like?
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