1. Saturday, July 8, 2006

    lindsays stoked because shes no longer a teen 

    and she knows that i gave up teens for lent, 2005.

    i woke up at two pm today. can you believe that shit.

    girls here wear bikinis as clothes and after a while it actually does lose some of its omg appeal but some of it surprises you at two pm when you hear The Hills on in the living room.

    lc has the worst boyfriend.

    now we’re watching cheyenne.

    i just want to lay here all day but theres some xbi shit ive got to take care of today, strangely enough.

    typically not a saturday requirement but we ask so little of each other that its uncomfortable to ever say no, in a nice way.

    hard to explain.

    when i was younger i thought that once i was sixteen everything would be great.

    then i thought having my own car would make everything great.

    then i thought having a chick roll you a perfect joint while in a bikini and invite you to wake n bake would be perfect on a summers day.

    a saturday at that.

    i think im going gay because one reason im going to stoke the xbi today is because i cant talk with this girl at all.

    ive only met one other person my whole life who had zero interests and that was so long ago i thought she was a one of a kind.

    but nope.

    unrelated, while doing a little research on the Orange County al Qaeda dude who was on tv this week,

    it turns out his parents are like super hippies who moved to orange county to start a ranch that would raise beef in a humane way.

    i just realize i had a dream last night where i was analyzing my batting stance.

    when i get to heaven i want to play short,

    lead off,

    and be on the traveling team.

    best thing about heaven? its a hitters league. cuz who cares if you get hit.

    lgf was on fire yesterday + la scumbag + man proves that vegetables are bad for you