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Okay, that's a sweet mission for today.
Anyway. Slept in til like 1:30 and dint' do much at all except be lazy. It's my new thing, being lazy. It's so nice to be able to pick when you want to go to school. But whatever, cos it's all inconsequential at this point. I only want to hit 1st and 7th. It makes me mad that they're furthest apart. Yesterday I didn't get dressed for the day unitl 9:30 at night. Yep, 9:30 in the Pm, cos Jessi called me out of the fucking blue and was all like Yeah. I was just checking to see if you were alive. We should hang out.
And then we did. We went to Royal Oak and saw Lisa J and Vic and Rob Lauer as we were leaving the parking lot and they were leaving, then we went to Caribou and then we left and I went home. I guess we'll do something Wednesday after school. It's pretty cool that she wants to be friends again, because sure we were some kind of relational wheel of fortune (the carnie kind with lots of crazy shit, not the Pat Sayjack and Vanna White kind)(plus a certain somebody kind of set the wheel on fire at one point), but we had a lot of fun otherwise. So yeah. That's neat I suppose. Then I called Jill and we went to Brian's with Rich after she got the movies that Dennis had got on her name and then we watched "It" at Brian's and I saw about half in total cos I was so tired. Home at like 5 am, sleep sleep sleep. Then got to Dusty's around 4:30 today and did 100% nothing. Wait, I ate some of Jessmaca's burrito from Qdoba and it weighed like 20 pounds for all 4 inches that were left. Shit, that's crazy. A lot of rice though, so I guess it's still economically viable for them to do it. Economically viable makes me think of "Falling Down" with Michael Douglas because this black guy wasn't economically viable for a home loan and was doing a one man protest til he got picked up by the 5-0.
Friday at Jimmy's. Josh me and Kevin the 6 legged 9 legged if you believe the rumors party and a half times a million because everybody knows that the best way to insure a good party is to invite us. Not just one, not just two of us, all three. Then you get great stuff like egging the freeway and making trouble for people right across the street but I had nothing to do with that little piece of retarded punk rock-itude. That stuff plus I think I'm piercing Kev's other nipple cos I've got all my piercing stuff now. Whhoooo.
I think I'm goign home now, and I have digits to holla at. Hopefully Dan from Ohio calls and I hope he's trashed cos I talked to Damien and he said they're going to the bar and I told him to make Dan call me. I think I'll call Penelope Guadalupe and see what's up with that girl. Rough stuff lately I hear.