06.01.02.
Hit the weights. Hit the beach. Waves hit me. I wish I had someone to share it with. Laydee Killah. And. Ultraman. Aren't that bad. It's just... Not the same. I got sand in my bum. Well. My shorts. But. It sucked. I got rained on too. You can't eat fries. And. Run. The beach... Then... The rain... I really wanted to share that. You know? Anyway. More cruising. Talk about sleepers. Then. Happiness... Ringie Dingie on the cellie. Jay's house. Dayve's house. P squared. G squared. I wish someone coulda seen me. Regulate on that guy... Even with my bad joystick. Dude. I miss her. And. It sucks. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. And. I'm mad fonded. Oh yeah... Reread some old entries... Man. I got tied up on a lotta small stuff... Stuff I shouldn't have sweated. I guess. And. I didn't think I'd get over it. But. I did. So. Yeah. I guess it is possible. Even though my level of stokedness is no where near the degree it is now. KWISS B. }Know what I'm super saiyan?{ Old school. Eh... Whatever. One day down... What seems like forever to go.
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