April 2004

April 14, 2004

wtf

was driving down Sanga with Valerie today, a very fun road which in my youth i drove around with carelessness, which i take great joy in navigating at the most dangerous speeds possible. a tow truck driver pulls in front of me and procedes not to take the sweet sexy corners of Sanga in which they were meant to be […]
April 12, 2004

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April 8, 2004

san diego day 2-3

im sitting here on her sister’s couch, drinking coors and watching unsolved mysteries whil the wedding shower occurs next door. i am so glad im not there. i can hear the cackling and laughing of women in full bridal enjoyment. i need more beer. ive met so many different people and have been introduced as valerie’s fiance which i said […]
April 7, 2004

san diego day 0-1

we’re going to san diego to visit valerie’s sister for her wedding. i’ll go, i havn’t been to san diego in a few years, sounds great. my mom drives valerie and i to the airport. my mom doesn’t know that i have a 40 poured in my water bottle and can’t tell why im so friendly and nice. we eat […]
April 2, 2004

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i shouldn’t laugh, i mean, as much as i’d love for all my drunken adventures and mishaps to be on videotape, this was a bad example. lol omfg hahaha.wmv i still think it’s pretty lol…i manage to drive around drunk everyday but the only thing ive hit has been a fire hydrant and that 13 yr old on a bike.
April 2, 2004

cheers!

i roll out of bed at 9:20am, grab the half empty glass of wine(or half full) and head to the shower. the water echos in my hangoverness, i stumble out, dry hair and put on my favorite meeting shirt. i walk out the door, full glass of wine now and shuffle towards car, briefcase in one hand, glass of merlot […]