ok, now i am not gonna even type it all out because you've been shivering in an-tic-i.....
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pation.

it wasn't even that great, i just wanted to be reminded so i could remember it, but i didn't even remember most of it anyway.

but i can tell you that i was on the train (which really was a roller coaster cart on tracks on a boardwalk and i was the only one in it) to meet shanni in long island (though it looked tropical) and go to the ocean and i was sucking on pink lemonade lollipops but i forgot which stop to get off at (although my cart was traveling at 10 pmh, i could've hopped out at anytime)so i hung out with chris near the ocean. and we went to a house jay was in and scooped out some choco pudding pie and shared it with my boo.
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in other news, i think i need an edge.
you know
i was thinking perhaps talking like Large Marge (she's fucking tough.) or getting a haircut with sharp ends. you know, psuedo flair (flare).
i'm starting to feel a little wussylike. perhaps those days of avoiding sitting on leather couches or all those meals of soyburgers and wheat pasta that are getting to me. not that that is bad or anything, i enjoyed all of it, it just poorly prepared me for a life of tough.(hits fist into palm) i don't totally want to be a non-wuss, i just want to have an edge.


oh! remind me to post later (this post is entirely too long) what i was thinking about when i was stoned. it is good, i promise you'd want to read about it