6.21.2004

 

is it thursday yet?

i'm getting so excited, i feel like i'm constantly on the verge of peeing. and, just when i thought "shit, it'd be great if we had some kind of 'insider' once we get to the bahamas, to tell us where we need to go, what we need to do, who we need to find if we want the ganja," big daddy tells me that his buddy "snake," who just so happens to have been born and raised in the bahamas, will be stopping by sometime this week to give me exactly the information i need. fuck yeah.

we're planning on taking about a thousand pictures, so i'm sure i'll be posting at least onetytyseven of them when we get back. shit, why am i talking about this now, i've gotta get through three more days before i can even start messing with all this.

god I CAN'T WAIT! it's horrible timing and perfect timing, all at once.

and hey! i'm taking applications for the #3 spot on my speed dial. bun, schmra, and candy bars need not apply, unless they have arguments for why they should be bumped from their current speed dial positions and moved up to the 3 spot. the 3 is notorious for its revolving nature--not many folks stay there once they make it. i don't know what it is, maybe it's just cursed or something.

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