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Saturday, I had a pretty productive day. Ryan, Bridget, Chris, and I went to a flea market at the Starlight Ballroom in phila., which was surprisingly fruitful. I found a couple of vinyls I wanted, and some idiot who was selling a rather large collection of old X-Men/X-Factor/X-Force comics, 20comics for 5bux, it was awesome. After that we all went down the shore with Kyle, Noel, and Tom. The plan was to swim then head out. Turned into boardwalk, then out. It was a really nice night though. Following walking on boards, we all went back to Tom's and played volleyball & swam in his pool. It was the best Saturday that I've had in a long time. The following day though, was shit. Sunday, I didn't really do anything, and hung around the house. Which has been the general synapsis of this entire week so far. But, of course, nothing isn't really nothing, I drew a bit and did various odd jobs about the house. What I should have said, was nothing fun. I think me and chris might see Pirates of the Carribean tomorrow. I put in there that I was going to see it last week, but it didn't end up happeneing. But, as Jack would say, "wait for the opportune moment" haha. So, again, if anyone wants to see that, its looking like tomorrow. As far as looking for a car goes, I've got a good amount saved, I'm just looking for the one I want, after I find it, shits mine. Work is fucking ridiculous. I can keep Quality Control clean all day, then, they'll unload a trailer from east jabumblefuck that has 30 damaged packages in it. And after the madness is over and they're all fixed, with no help from the rest of the factory, I get looked down on for not getting it done by 9. Fucking ridiculous. UPS could really use a mandatory perscription of prozac, fucking whackjobs. This weekend would be another good time for a beach trip, though I haven't checked the weather or anything, just sounds like a good idea, ya know? After work, I like to listen to the morning talk shows, the one dude on WYSP is funny. I can't wait til I get a hoagie, I've been thinking of it all day. I want a footlong something from subway, the something is yet to be determined. But, oh, it'll be something.