| = wasn't smart enough to take any pictures = no Hash House 8/ = did some dope tunnel building at the beach = need to work out after realizing how out of shape I am from being in the ocean for 2 minutes = pulled out a little piece of a sea shell that was stuck in the bottom of my foot = too many ciggies = ate like a fat boy = made my beater tan worse even though I didn't even wear a beater all weekend = i'm going to China = shouldn't have bought ate so many ice cream sandwhiches = i don't believe shit! |
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| if you let it be one.
I giggled after getting kicked in the face today.

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| well so far at least.
It was so good that I think I need a San Diego girlfriend that lives near Hillcrest just so I can eat at Hash House.
damn, it's absolutely the yummmmmmzz to the max.
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| It's about time my motivation starts catching up to my vast desires. |
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