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Wednesday, August 18, 2004


so it appears there is a giant party being thrown down the street. there is a grill outside the size of my bedroom, along with one of those huge blow up things you get in and jump around in. there is also a fucking gigantic basketball goal along with a basketball that wouldn't fit in my shower.

i went to get some food. on the way back, i'm singing along to my breaking benjamin. i like to drive with the windows down. i open my mouth to yell, and get a fucking bug to the back of the throat. fucking smarts man. anyways, when i pull back into my neighborhood, there are like 10,000 cars up and down my road. people are walking through my yard to get to the party.

i'm guessing this is a frat/soro party since today was the last day of rush. no offence to any of you in frats or whorehouses, but fuck you for blocking my driveway. i'll see you in hell.


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