
but hey, now i'm free to dance and sing and all the other stuff that i was doing anyway as long as i'm on drugs. i'll be working again next week and there are some rad shows coming up so peep the myspace for all that info .... but damn, you guys love facebook, don't you? that is just weird to me, i have a hard time fuckin with it, there is always something awkward getting sent to me or too much information floating around about people and its like "dave took a shit" (5 minutes ago) .... fuck, i wasn't really wondering, but thanks. i guess i am just a creep or something for liking myspace better, tho the name "facebook" sounds like a porno to me. leave some comments about why facebook is good. or better. or whatever.
i am definitely saying "dude, in france ..." at the beginning of sentences way more than i wanted to, but fuck it, i talk about myself a lot so if you hang with me you are probably used to it and maybe halfway want to hear the story and halfway are thinking about why jennifer aniston is such a sad, sad soul. jen, i will marry you RIGHT NOW. ready to date? amen, sister, let's do this shit. fuck john mayer, it's time for some juan huevos.
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I'ma try and hit you this weekend (n/h) so if you see a funny overseasish number come through pick it up. ez.
it IS time for some Juan Huevos!
what it do!
you're right: facebook is weird and stalkerish, and really just a place to "re-connect" with people you went to high school with but didn't really like anyways.
"more mysterious than easter ísland" sounds like the start of a great date crepe song. can i know the story? p.s., see you tomorrow.
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