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Had a reeeaaaaallllllly good day. Went to class and stopped by Coffee Zone afterwards, intending to have a couple cups, read a bit and then leave. It turned into: having an hour long discussion with Pops (local homeless guy) about Vietnam while watching him eat a sandwich, me meeting a guy named Tom who used to a meth-head, being strangely surprised when Carl showed up, abandoning talking to Tom in favor of apologizing to Carl for various things, drifting in and out of listening to Carl talk to some random Canadian about aliens and the Wizard of Oz, getting cigarettes, getting ice cream, and accepting Carl's offer to drive me home. During those 5-odd hours, I drank 6 cups of coffee and smoked, literally, about a pack of cigarettes. That's an awful lot for me (on both fronts), so I = jittery as hell.
Playing pool tomorrow night, maybe scrabble? Who knows. Anything could happen.
I've also got a test on Friday that I've yet to study for AT ALL, so I think I'll do that.
kbye.
Playing pool tomorrow night, maybe scrabble? Who knows. Anything could happen.
I've also got a test on Friday that I've yet to study for AT ALL, so I think I'll do that.
kbye.