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wow... you put far too much time into that imaginary conversation of ours. You need a hobby my friend, or a girl, a pet perhaps, a second job, something.

[Edited on Jul 12, 2004 7:03PM]

ya know, i was gonna try to come up with something witty, but then i realized, i have no freaking clue.
try driving a neon or something, works as a chick repellent for me.
one look at that shiny white hunk of american (maybe?) plastic, and they run the other way like i was some oddish diseased pygmie.
wait, thats it! tell her that you have to go be on the next survivor and that you will send someone from the show to get her so that she can be your 'friend from home' when you get to that point, then when no one from cbs comes to whisk her away, she might get the hint!

or not
that was dumb
im going to bed
night

oh yeah? can you do this..

Note to self: Use newfound spider powers and enter a wrestling contest to earn enough money to buy a car to impress girl....

yeah i agree that cool bars/clubs in oc are few and far between. keep me posted when you find them. don't mind if i steer clear of the jinxed ones tho.

I wanna listen to these songs... where can i find them?

you can't. They were never recorded. Except for one bootleg version recorded live with a handheld recorder at a show in San Jose.

You can hear it. But nobody can make out heads or tails in it unless they actually know the song because the recording is soooooo bad. But give it a go. If you follow along with the lyriics to this war...you might just get it.

THIS WAR WE WAGE


[Edited on Jul 11, 2004 5:03PM]

I think I just creamed myself. That was all sexy...but I'm not sure if it was sexy in a homoerotic way...or in a dismantle me pillow talk way....either way...Holy God.

[Edited on Jul 09, 2004 11:24PM]

I, on the other hand, am going to work to repress everything I've just read.

I'm starting a campaign to re-instate the notion that all girls have coodies, as such, we males must now stay away from everyone female, less we contract said coodies. All joking aside, I feel for you pal, when someone becomes such apart of our lives, it's hard to forget them when they are gone, I'm still trying to get over my first love, and that was three years ago, even though I am now with the love of my life. Time heals all wounds as they say, hang in there and stay strong, things will get better, I promise.

yeah i totally feel you. I'm pretty convinced that my ex has ruined me for all other men. No one measures up, ya know? Granted it hasn't been THAT long since we broke up.. and if it's still like this in a year someone shoot me in the fucking face.

[Edited on Jul 09, 2004 12:21PM]

huh, things could be worse.
you could have a neon.

But a 66 mustang, that's worth the heart ache as far as I'm concerned. One hell of a Mustang fan right here, my dream is to somehow cram a V-10 into a 65. It'll probably never happen, but hey, a boy can dream cant he? Take it easy and avoid freeways!

Hey.. sorry i didn't return your call.. i didn't end up getting home last night till 5 in the morning... and i didn't think you'd appreciate a call then.

alright well... remember when your in the mean jungles of vietnam keep your feet clean and your shit tight.. over and out!

I don't know about taking a trip any time too soon. Right now even though I'm making good money, I'm paying rent in two places, and it's fucking killing me. (Long story.) I want to though, I've never left the country and I hardly ever get a chance to travel.

As for the cards, how I about I just design them and send you the designs and tell you a couple places where you can get them printed uber cheap?

Beach+bonfire+hot girls=good time, Feshawis (hooka bar=music and soda, and hooka! [Katella and Dale, past magnolia and edinger]). Imperial Theater in Anaheim, off the 91, off magnolia, next to the del taco. Starbucks in orange on Tustin and Meats, where all sorts of little losers hang out on a monday night. Bowling alley off La Palma next to Camelot, my pal works there and says cosmic bowling get pretty raunchy, plus there's booze. Camelot off the 91, video games and mini golf. That's all I got pal, but the block still is cool for people like me that have no life and enjoy movies.

amen.

Never has a truer sentiment ever been spoken, Heaven hath no pleasure like Rosy Palm and her five friends, so it is written, so it shall be. Amen.

Toodles.

No. I think he's trying to tell us something. Black? Block? It's black? Where is it black? Is dark somewhere? It's dark in your head. Are you remembering something? It's a dark memory, isn't it? That's what he's trying to say. Bla. Black. It's a very dark memory surfacing. Something with a family pet, I think, by his expression; you can tell.

Oh. And of course I'll do it all for free. I have this problem where the second I'm getting paid to do something, I hate doing it. Makes me a very bad capitalist.