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Thursday, July 31, 2003

didn't infinitely better at cypress on wednesday compared with last week. even james did better too, how 'bout that. anyway, multiplayer magic is pretty cool,

seen a shitload of movies this summer, though the past 2 weeks have been pretty barren except for 28 Days...and Pirates...

fantasy baseball is doing pretty well, though i still need to makeup 20 points to catch up to nate-dogg, that fucker......rookie byotch!!

"Can't kill me mother fucka!!"

-Samuel L. Jackson from The Long Kiss Goodnight (possibly his best line from any movie he's ever been in)(Think about it...)

pleasant sleeping and i hoope you fall asleep without too much lead in time where you WANT to fall asleep but you can't, it's that state where you want to sleep so bad that that is what is keepoiing you from sleeping!!! anyway, go to fuckin' sleep.

Tuesday, July 29, 2003

i'm back, what's up? nothin? yah nuthin' over here too. well, life can't always be interesting.....much like this blog, lotta filler, not much interesting, but if you are still reading this by this point, i don't think you care much about that kind of philosophy or whatever, anyway, so there's nothing up.



cool,


magic is hella sick, gotta go clean out my room, mom'd on my back about it, anyway, see ya later. whoever you are....

oh yeah, going golfing on thursday with BJ and Phil at Cypress. Goofy sport but fun enough. at least i'mm improving to par sometimes. right?

Saturday, July 19, 2003

man, the elks club is really small

i've seen a tousand more moviesthis sumer compared to last summer. damn fine stuff.

soooo boooring

plying in lodi tomorrow fora doube-header, gonna get home late. there's a going-away party for dinkler tomorrow too, i guess i'll have to be late to that. dude, he's leaving, that sucks. i remember meeting him for the first time at my first breakaway, dude, those were the times..

put hundreds of new photos in my album, that thing s huge now. so many memories, and most of the pictues are from the latter half of my sophomore year, crazy crazy crazy.

"Only when the anger passed did Varv realize he had burned down his home, destroyed his weapons, and killed his friend Furt."

Friday, July 18, 2003

new template sux!!!! blogger eats ass anyway, time to ta baseball game, hopefully i actuslluy play in this one.........


anyway, no feet
anyway, i better start gettin my room sprced up, since i'm moing i a month, creepy ain't it?

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