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I have a good feeling that this weekend is going to be pretty lame. I'll probably be working on my truck most of the weekend. We have to drop my transmission tonight. My dad thinks the slave cylinder is leaking. Something's leaking and it's causing my clutch to not engage. Talk about some shit. Blake and I are supposed to hang out tomorrow night and check out some cool places like Frys and Ted's Montana grill. Frys is the cat's pajamas. It rips best buy a new one. Not much else planned except work out. I'll probably do a little reading and my laundry. Good entry.