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She-rock: That video is pretty cool and makes me miss you Madison folk something fierce.

In other news I am apparently one of those people who can't drink very much anymore since 3 drinks at the bar Nate was DJing at last night pretty much have killed me today.

I got an Illinois drivers license yesterday, I'm wearing leather. I look fucking cool.

I'm going to smoke and find some food that doesn't make me want to puke now.

kat-kat, where will you be going?

I am surrounded by GEEKS.

It was a valiant effort, David. I think the problem is that no one else's life is as quirky or as well-interpreted as yours.

Seeing as my overdone attempt at bringing this blog back to what it once so shortly was accomplished next to nothing, I've gone and done the obvious.

D, who are these people and how do they find you?

Envy were "epic" in real life, too. Last night I foolishly told myself at the beginning of a song, "I will leave when this one ends." Twenty minutes later, there had not been a break in the music and I realized I would not be able to leave. Even if it were to end.

Turns out trying to retain a civilized conversation while two girls roll about the floor, ripping the clothes off one another in a drunken attention starvation is easier than you might think. Doing the same while they press their naked bodies against the cold glass of a sliding door while you stand on the other side happens to be just as. Your offensively questioning the better looking of the two on whether or not she typically achieves that which she seeks by employing this method -- that being shooting inquiries meant to make you feel awkward in a sexual sense, constantly talking about and showing her body, then summing it up with, "Do I intimidate you?" -- and her then trying to make herself cry, explaining that she wants her father to die because he says, for example, that she has lips for blowjobs; is it wrong to willingly and consciously feed off this sort of material for the avoidance of your own boredom? And why these people wrap themselves around your finger, you do not know.