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Okay, you all know how this goes. I don't post very often, and when I do, it's erratic and hardcore. Awesome. Awesome to the max.
Work, which had been the shits, has evened out. I'm enjoying myself again. Count that as a plus.
I got my tickets for The Mars Volta in the mail the other day. Jeans will be creamed.
It's hot.
There was some pretty impressive lightning last night. Still not as impressive as the night of the naked run, though. Nothing will ever beat that. That's the kind of night where the Four Horses of the Apocolypse wouldn't feel like complete fools riding out of.
I bought myself some RollerBlades today. Regular price: $359.99. What I paid: $153.00. I'd say that's a fairly sweet deal.
I helped Reuben's parent's move yesterday. We started around 9:00am. I was purchased a Slurpee, which was needed. Some pizza, which was welcome. Then, as Reuben and I were moving some of his stuff to where he'll be living for the next month, we saw his mom on Henderson. So we all pulled off the road, and as even more payment, she hauls a six-pack of Moosehead out and gives it to me. Then she says, "Daniel, I wanted to give you $100, but all I have is $85, so here, take this." It was totally unexpected. And great. Reuben's parent's are awesome, and Reuben, if you read this, know that I'm envious of the relationship you have with them.
I bought an At The Drive In cd the other day. It's treating me pretty well.
I informed my land-bitch that I'm moving out, as of September 1. Matty, you and I had better get a move on, finding a place to live. And love. And get righteously drunk.
Jeremy, Sarah, Nikki, Julia, and myself went to Assinaboine Park today and had a fire. It was pretty sweet. Then Jeremy, Julia, and I watched Encino Man. I fell asleep leaning on Julia's shoulder, I think.
I'm hurting somewhere inside, but I'm starting to see life from a different perspective. What that perspective is, I cannot (will not?) say, but it's a good one, a more mature one, I should think. I'm hurting, but at the same time, I'm realizing that there's closure to be had and healing to be done.
Work, which had been the shits, has evened out. I'm enjoying myself again. Count that as a plus.
I got my tickets for The Mars Volta in the mail the other day. Jeans will be creamed.
It's hot.
There was some pretty impressive lightning last night. Still not as impressive as the night of the naked run, though. Nothing will ever beat that. That's the kind of night where the Four Horses of the Apocolypse wouldn't feel like complete fools riding out of.
I bought myself some RollerBlades today. Regular price: $359.99. What I paid: $153.00. I'd say that's a fairly sweet deal.
I helped Reuben's parent's move yesterday. We started around 9:00am. I was purchased a Slurpee, which was needed. Some pizza, which was welcome. Then, as Reuben and I were moving some of his stuff to where he'll be living for the next month, we saw his mom on Henderson. So we all pulled off the road, and as even more payment, she hauls a six-pack of Moosehead out and gives it to me. Then she says, "Daniel, I wanted to give you $100, but all I have is $85, so here, take this." It was totally unexpected. And great. Reuben's parent's are awesome, and Reuben, if you read this, know that I'm envious of the relationship you have with them.
I bought an At The Drive In cd the other day. It's treating me pretty well.
I informed my land-bitch that I'm moving out, as of September 1. Matty, you and I had better get a move on, finding a place to live. And love. And get righteously drunk.
Jeremy, Sarah, Nikki, Julia, and myself went to Assinaboine Park today and had a fire. It was pretty sweet. Then Jeremy, Julia, and I watched Encino Man. I fell asleep leaning on Julia's shoulder, I think.
I'm hurting somewhere inside, but I'm starting to see life from a different perspective. What that perspective is, I cannot (will not?) say, but it's a good one, a more mature one, I should think. I'm hurting, but at the same time, I'm realizing that there's closure to be had and healing to be done.