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Life has gone on, despite the bullshit game this weekend.
Actually this weekend was pretty fucked up. When I get home, anyone who wants to ask can just say "Brad, what happened during your fucked up weekend?", and I'll know exactly what you mean.
Yesterday, however, I spent the bulk of the day at the beach. Frisbee, laying out, walking along the ocean, it was all amazing. There is no such thing as socal christmas, only a brief colf front that makes it feel like fall.
Actually this weekend was pretty fucked up. When I get home, anyone who wants to ask can just say "Brad, what happened during your fucked up weekend?", and I'll know exactly what you mean.
Yesterday, however, I spent the bulk of the day at the beach. Frisbee, laying out, walking along the ocean, it was all amazing. There is no such thing as socal christmas, only a brief colf front that makes it feel like fall.