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Saturday, July 1, 2006


Yea man, the beach was CRAZY FUN. We had a lot of ppl staying in a pretty small condo, so me and Tina ended up without a room. We slept on the couches. But the first night there, we got bored, so we went into the guys' (my cousin James and his friend Paul) room and just chilled there cuz they went on a walk or something like that. SO they come back and hang with us for a while, then they were like yea you guys need to leave cuz we're tired. And this was at 11 PM, so me and Tina couldn't have been less tired, so we stayed in there bothering them, and then around 1 AM, Paul decides he's gonna carry me out of the room. Well he ended up just grabbing my ankles and dragging me off the bed and across the carpet. But, being the smart pot head that he is, he tripped over a speck of dust (which I am an expert at, by the way) and crashes into the closet door which just happens to be a mirror. Nothing broke (that time), but it was funny shit.
Then the next night, me and Tina were just watchin TV and everyone else was in their rooms. Around midnight we heard this crash from James and Paul's room, so we knocked on their door, and James opened it and just goes "yea Paul broke the lamp" and Paul's in the room Going "close the goddamned door! Dont let your parents know!" The morning after, I was in the ocean with them and they told me that first, Paul had been trying to walk to his bed in the dark, and he tripped over James's portable DVD player's cord and fell into the lamp, which messed it up a bit. And later he had gotten mad at James over something, and threw a shoe at him, but missed and hit the lamp, which put a huge crack in it.

And spending a week with Paul has added the phrases "Hey dough" and "Like you dont even know" to my everyday conversational vocabulary. I miss hanging with those guys

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