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oh charooooooooo

computer is still broken, so i'm using ken's.

so christmas, kenny bought me a bass. a bass! he's awesome.

and my mom bought me underwear, a tv, southpark seasons on DVD and a bingo board game.

new years...was surprisingly fun. it would have been a more joyous occasion if brittany and i could have somehow fused plans together so we could hang out, but alas i'm sure she had fun.

i went to kenny and davids party. david got drunk and ran around outside with a video camera screaming lifestar is landing in the backyard.

...lifestar never landed...

and kenny was all drunk and went on a tangent for about an hour saying he smelled a fire. when i told him that no one else smelled a fire he became cross and started yelling "i'm a firefighter! i've been in burning buildings! i know my smells!"

in the morning the house was still standing but kenny still stuck to his story about the "fire".

and last night my cousin and her boyfriend travis got 4 free tickets to wrestling, WWE style. so we went to mohegan sun to see it. my god, wrestling is thee most sexist, racist, stereotypical, homophobic thing ever. i can't believe that's on tv. wrestlers were all like "yes, CT land of the indians, tonight SMACKDOWN is being held at mohegan sun, an indian casino, where cheif "SMACK-A-HOE" resides.

i couldn't believe my ears. other wrestlers went on to talk about asian people sucking their "trouser trouts" and cumming on girls faces.

there were like 7 year old kids in the audience laughing.

and talk about a gathering of redneck hicks. decked out in those 80's tight style acid wash jeans. insane.

tia needs the phone, bye.

12:59 p.m. - 2005-01-05