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i finally saw pirates on the carribean yesterday. it was cool as fuck. i saw it in a costal town in a creepy theater with rats in it, and you can drink rum there, so i'm more pirate than you. ha! all day today i have been listening to music and singing in a pirate voice. apparently i have quite a talent for it...yarrrgh!
i also went to a couple parties this weekend. i was hanging in the green room at one spot with these few folks...there was this brotha from atlanta and he had his harmoica wih him. that was some for real shit. then some weirdo with a shaved head ( who asked about my heritage, because it was important to him) said, " don't let house of pain leave!" , referring to me...i'm not even a little irish. so i don't know where that came from. riiight...gotta love nazis...
tonight i was coolin at my boy, dirty rays spot, when he answered the phone and said it was for me. turns out it was the wrong number, but she asked for me by name, so i hammed it up a bit. she says " if this is really j., how many kids i got?! " i said "3 'cause this is bremerton and that's a safe bet..." and she got pissed, but admitted it wasbremerton. ha!

so...i'm kinda buzzed and i'll shut up now, cause i don't wanna sound like a jackass.

whooo!
hoodoo you luv?!