10/3/03
i don't even know what time it is anymore
the account of day three

well, i just wrote out this huge fuckin' post about day three and i went to publish it. then i thought, wait, let me not publish it yet and copy it just in case it doesn't work and i lose it. then, BOOP! the whole thing gone. erin scream and yell profane words a lot and be very pissed off. grrr.

so let me try this again.

yesterday was the official day of "driving around for three hours looking for a place to do beachy activities only to discover nothing" day. a big swell appeared on the north shore (where we are) recently and it makes the water very choppy. to the south shore! we said. so we set off to the south shore for FUN. we drove and drove, seeing about half a dozen pleasant looking beaches on the way but due to both my insistance and dad's, we kept going towards poi'pu, which is apparently impervious to swells or something. we were wrong. the water there looked like it could literally kill you. noo! we drive down there for nothing. but wait... spouting horn! a natural wonder where water spouts forty feet in the air every few seconds. there it is! let's go! alright, there it is. wait for it....

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... was that it? no. wait again. waaaaaait....

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... three feet?? seriously, the water jettisoned maybe about three feet in the air and made a low rumbly noise. wowwwww. incredible. it was having a bad day, i guess. although ever time a drop came out of the thing, the gaggle of japanese folk surrounding us would go, "OOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!" and start shooting photos. boo. we head home. but on the way, we get shave ice. now, no one seems to appreciate this stuff as much as i do, but it is deeeeelishus. mine looked like some sort of iced rainbow clown afro until it melted into a puddle of green-brown with chunks of strawberry ice cream floating around in it. yum!

upon returning to house, mike, taylor and i snorkeled a little ways down the beach. it was alright but there was quite a current and the water was a little brown. but still, so many fishies! then we bobbed around in the water for awhile talking, when we saw this guy in a turquoise speedo. a speedo isn't good under any circumstance, but this one was particularly bad. then, his wife comes running towards him from behind us. with a white THONG. her fat jiggled hypnotically in all directions with every bound. mike and i then decided to head back. it had been a long day. so ended the bout with mistress thong and speedor.

i had a strange dream the other night where a few people had built these robot-monster-humans who wielded incredible amounts of power. if the creator of the robo-thing died, it would become much more powerful and difficult to control. also immortal. the only way to get rid of one was by taking it apart with an axe and a special ritual or something. somehow, i was one of the monsters and this village voted to destroy me. i remember being backed against the wall, thinking, "this will be the first time i ever experience death". i was all scared but the guy with the axe was assuring me that as a good being and soul, i was assured a place in heaven. for some reason i believed him and that made me feel a lot better. then my dream switched over to me in my house with a t-rex and two raptors. what the fuck? i guess that's what i get for watching jurassic park.

raining a lot today and doesn't look like it'll let up. i think the macadamia nuts were hidden from me. froot loops aren't very good.

now let's see if the post button works this time...