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Before I say anything, I'm positive that this will be the beginning of newer, happier entries, or the end of them all. It all depends on how June 27th goes. I know I had said before that I would stop writing sad entries. That didn't go over well for a while as you may have noticed.  But this is a neutral, if not happy post. I'd be more than happy to end this Xanga, it's had a long "life." But then again, what would summer be without the Summer Born Disaster posting? It would be pointless, exactly. Either way, I've somewhat picked up an actual journal type thing, not online. One of those primitive types, you know. with the blue lines on white thin stuff. and the stick with black gunk in it that somehow spills out words manually. it's quite nice at times. I'm kind of tired of writing about my day(s) for everyone to see, but I like it too. This'll probably be the last one, maybe..
Lately, I've been... in contradicting moods, sometimes to an extreme, and others are very subtle. The past few days have been great though. I'm sort of in summer mode, although I have been for months. The reality hasn't really hit in because of work (37 hours a week). Not bad, but a few more than I had hoped. I won't be making too much money, $8 an hour really doesn't cut it anymore. Love is still a bitch, but I think it's taking a nap right now. I think it wore itself out bothering me. But who knows, maybe I'll get lucky again, and it'll work out better. yeah. So, I love skateboarding again. Thing is, I get injured easy. I hurt my toe almost two weeks ago and it's still lacking in strength. But I can ollie gaps now, and nollie a few too. It's about fucking time. And I've just been in such a skate mood, and I have money to spend on it. I sweat so much though, and today I got 3 showers within 6 hours. I didn't even skate for 45 minutes overall today. It's too damn hot, even for New England. Being a Florida native, that's saying plenty. I'll deal though, expecially when I'll look like a burnt hotdog on a piece of griptaped wood.
So the Get Up Kids show last night... incredible. Kevin and I were in the front this time, and we found Chuck at numerous times too. I was going wild, and even crowd surfed because some drunk guy felt like tossing me up. But I think he wanted to go up, because I saw him later doing the same pointing upwards motion to someone else, and he went up happily. Needless to say, the entire 1.5 - 2 hour set, I was singing and moving around, and sweat more than I have ever in my life. No other time have I sweat this much. And not only that, everyone else was sweating their lives away too. My hands actually got salty and pruney it was that bad. Or good? Good. I had never been so tired or satisfied with a show before. And my voice was still decent afterwards. Not as raspy as with other shows. I'm just tough I suppose.  . Good times were had there, and I'd like to thank my company in no particular order: K-demps, Derrick "I like to take off my shirt at all possible moments" Wedge, Charlie "Sexually Comfortable with Myself" Dignan, Melissa!, Anna, Liz, Emily, Charlie the stoner (not really), and Chuck and Co. thank you ladies and gents for a grand time.
as a last note, if I don't post by Tuesday, expect to see a lot of posts missing, because I'll be privatizing a lot, and only leaving my favorites for you to read. Those being moments of inspiration, awesome days, horrible days I wish never happened, and none of the random blah days that were just stupid. thank you for reading, it's been . . .
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