i'll say this much about saturday night: it was fucked up. i went to this girl's birthday party at lakeridge pool with anthony and tyree, even though i didn't know her. there were some highlights, like seeing the always-hella-funny matt sinclair, as well as troy the laughster, those fuckin' clowns. there was this mexican guy talking a lot of shit to nick knutsen, and he was about to get killed by kevin fulmer. we found kevin waiting outside the exit with the intention of smashing an empty bottle of gin on the guy's noggin. that nut.

n-e-wayz, last night anthony and i spent the night at rj's, and we got up at 4 in the morning to open roger's gas station in bremerton. all day we were hella tired and hella sick, but it was still cool being out there. anthony and roger have cushy jobs out there, they barely do anything, and i bet it'll be hella fun working there all summer. too bad they're going to leave me here in seattle while they bang bremerton breezies every other day like no-show-fo-shizzle.

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we did some crazy shit today. pictures will be posted. and i picked up the new harry potter book. that's going to be the shit, nig!