neverender

breakdancing is so fuckin cool.
im going to dedicate my life learning the secrets of pop lockin. who is going to train with me. wait, i need a trainer. someone be my mr miagi and i can be grasshopper daniel son.

TEACH ME THE CRANE TECHNIQUE!!!

im so obsessed with the 80's lately.
i only stream 80s radio station at work now. HHAHHA, im fuckin...
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damn. busy weekend.

friday night we saw night ranger at the ptown fair. fuckin classic. nothing better then balding guys with cut off dokken shirts yelling out:
"MOTORIN!!
Whats your price for flight
In finding mister right"

didnt stop there. went to about 4 in the morning. woke up on the couch with a full beer in my hand. im such a skilled drinker that...
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san diego in less then 48 hours.

i have a semi tan to protect me from the harsh enviroments.
i have my pimp lines to land me a deal with the harsh ladies.
i have enough beer in my trunk to kill an elephant.

this 4th of july is going to be explosive.

i feel better today. my head hurts from staying out late last night. but i feel better.

its now lunch time, which means after lunch i will nap the entire afternoon since this place is always dead on fridays.

have a good weekend

wow.
ive been gone for a bit.
life is just too fuckin crazy right now.
and im in this ultra depresive mood.

like the two grand i just spent on my car leaving me fuckin broke. like, losing my sunglasses in the american river. like the 20 dollars i lost last night at the giants game (WTF LIKE I NOT ALREADY BROKE DAMMIT). like not...
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update:


kthnx bye.

FREE: ONE NIGHT STAND









and one twin mattress and boxspring,
and some bedding to go along if you need/want it.


but really though, ive been wanting to hump anything that moves this last week.

i will no longer answer to asinine.
from now on, i wish to be called 'stiles'
as in, stiles from teen wolf.
this is a more accurate reflection of my personality.
thanks, and if anyone wants to team up with me on the weekends to party hit me up. i need a lydia from beetlejuice and an axel foley to complete my true self.

thanks.

i have a mop on my head.
im getting it cut today.
its so outta control, it has been taking over my life.

last night my mop woke me up for a glass of water.
it wont let me wear a hat anymore. it tells me that a hat stops chicks from checking it out.

im also dropping off my designs for my chest tattoo...
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hooters in dublin opened on monday.

so all of us at work decided to go there for lunch. we thought leaving for lunch 15 minutes early would beat the rush.

arriving at hooters, i was amazed to see a line litteraly around the building.

i think every construction worker and fireman in the tri-valley was there. oh yes, there was hella guys in polos and...
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yikes. monday. its almost over. my head is so awash with nothing its hard to concentrate on the jobby jobb.

i want to go to the lake.
and waterski.
and camp.
and drink beer.
and pee outside - man that rules!

who wants to start a cult with me?

all early members get a free silver suit and a seat on the offical board of...
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