damn. today seth picked me up sometime after his grandpa yelled at me on the phone while i was in the bathroom. i stole a watermelon at fred meyer. i'm a street nigga, nigga. n-e-wayz, we picked roger and found ourselves traveling from the tukwila toys'r'us all the way to the u-district via a super-trafficked interstate-5. we bought lunch and ate in a parking lot, hit up the local bookstore, and met anthony and crystal at seattle center where we ran around in the water fountain. after that things took a slight turn in flavor, probably not for the better, and we headed over to rogers where i played age of mythology while the others watched do the right thing. tyree made his way there, and we stopped at seth's house as well as anthony's. then we went to swim at nick knutsen's pool when nick wasn't even there.

the first part of the day felt really road-trippy, just a taste of things to come this summer. a real problem some of my friends face is the notion that girls have to be around to make things fun and enjoyable. while it's true that a girl or seven can keep things from being a sausage festival, it's still cool to venture out with your buddies for a day and do something you don't do everyday (like watching super troopers in anthony's living room).

red hot chili peppers - road trippin'

TOMORROW, FRIDAY, rj, seth, and i are going to wake up at 8:00 am and plan the day out for some summa' tightness, nig. so call roger's cell to find out more, and if you don't know rj's cell call anthony's cell for rj's cell number, and if you don't know anthony's cell then i don't know what to tell you. i guess you aren't in the loop.

incubus - are you in (paul oakenfold remix)

in the afternoon, tyree and i waited in devin's top-down le baron while the lucomotion worked his magic on jessica at the swimming pool. jessica's friend, brianna, came out and sat with us. she's cool.

note: if you're a girl and you're wondering whether or not you're "cool" in my book, ask yourself the three following questions:

am i a moody bitch?
am i an annoying slut?
has joseph given me the backhand?

if you answered at least two of the three questions with "no," then you're cool. seriously, i'm not asking for people to be intelligent, just nice.

in the evening, roger, seth and i went to borders to suck some words into our eyes and make that lightbulb in our brains go "ding." while looking at a magazine of beautiful people, it dawned on me that i'm a total teenage girl. i see a model and hate myself for not being white and gorgeous.

tall, dark and handsome? go fish.

oh yeah, i got a filling two days ago. i forgot to write about that.

my mom's been painting the bathroom and now the whole house smells like it. and during the course of building a new fence in our backyard, my dad's found out that we have a little more property than we thought, and our neighbor's being an inagreeable bitch about the property line.

all of my senses are being thoroughly KNOCKED.

so much pure water. if i lived in a third world country i'd be fucked.

tuesday night a bunch of us went to bellevue mall, and i slept over at roger's. next morning rj and i went back to bellevue with his dad, and then we met up with a couple of people and went to coulon where we messed around in the playground.

i've been out of the house a lot lately. if i ever get a chance i need to sit myself down and read a few pages out of the books that i've promised my vegetating brain.

in the past whatever-amount of days i've seen fear and loathing in las vegas, true romance, most of adaptation, half of catch me if you can, and stigmata. i swear i'll blow my fucking brains out if i see super troopers again.

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i can't reiterate it enough.

summer.

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.

;(

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!