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12:21 a.m., 2001-07-03

ok, so the deal is this; it is no secret that i am known by those of privelige to ride a skateboard. i now ride a skateboard for money and prestige. being sponsored and getting free crap is cool. being told that you have to skate in front of a bunch of kids after working a normal job when you feel like 43 freight trains are resting on your legs and ankles and mutilating sinew and bone therein is not so fun. so i have been preoccupied with entertaining the rugrats in the skatepark in which the shop i am sponsored by is located.

also, i would have written here, but a goddamned TORNADO touched down a few miles from me. massachusetts? tornado? i was puzzled too. the power was out for 2.5 days. a tree in my backyard lost its life this weekend as a result of the fierce and violent microbursts. the tree was no less than 80 years old. candles afforded the light for reading, so that was what was caught up upon. i spent two nights with victor mancini in chuck palahniuk's new novel "choke". highly recommended.

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