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12:23 a.m. ~ 2003-07-30
it will be a miracle if we get there still no passport. still not packed. still no ride to the airport. well, i work best under pressure so i figure i still have two days before i really have to start worrying. my mothers solution to the passport thing: she will stamp a copy of my birth certificate with the college seal from where she works. shes all "they probly wont even look that closely, all they need to feel is the raised seal". yeah, and then she can pick me up from whereever it is that they throw you for immigration fraud. im not coming back. puerta vallarta = my new home. bartender = my new occupation. pay me in room and board and i will just live out my days in a sunny salt-rimmed glass paradise.
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