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i went to johns sisters on friday. we drank gin and tonics played cranium and scene it, and i went home to get sick at eight till about one or two. oh yeah, besides gin and tonic i had thanksgiving leftovers, salt n vinegar chips, and two slim jims. yeah around noon it was purely bile. gross. then i felt like shit. had a pain in my stomach n gulliver. i wanna start using cockney ryhmning slang. cutter, ryhmns with bread n butter, or money. so ma came down and woke me up and told me they were goin to ac so i had no rush to get up or do anything. so when i got up like five and hung out. jason called. eventually got a shower, got some food. fed the dog. watched the flyers lose. by then i wasnt totally shitty, so i picked up john, stopped at the store and went to the triple suck. we got there to find a bunch of losers and the regular losers. some cool people actually showed up too. felt good. i think. didnt drink. got to be close to some people, for a little while. who knows where that will lead. eventually it was pretty boring and people started disappearing. we expressed our farewells and parted for the native homeland. i read an issue of moon knight as i got settled in, now im eating sunflower seeds about to go to sleep i think. im excited cuz the next comics a spectacular spiderman issue so by the looks, its spiderman v moon knight. hopefully. so yeah, bed.