it has been said that one can never go home again.
i prove that wrong at least twice a year.
as soon as i step out of the car, and feel the balmy desert heat that blankets my small town, its as if i was still seventeen and living a very nerdy version of the crazy life.
tonight is my friend's bachelor party.
before i left, i told my co-workers that this week would be akin to a drunken orgy of the most wild kind.
didnt want them to know, that we were actually just going to be sitting in a wading pool, listening to mid-nineties ska music, and drinking pina coladas.
they werent cool enough to handle that.
man, let the fun begin.
9:55 a.m. - 2004-06-24
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