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Now it is Sunday and I am writing in this journal again, not because I have nothing better to do, but because I don't want to read my tax book. Football is on later and I think I might go to The Shack and watch it there. I don't know if Joel and Lauren were planning on taking me out for my birthday today or tomorrow, but I figure today is as good a day as any since there is no class tomorrow. This way I might be able to have a better time with no worry of class at 8 am the next day to slow me down. I guess Justin put me on his friends list, so that is cool. Maybe other people will see me on their lists and put me on, so more people will read this thing. If you do, read my bio. It is quite interesting and will give you a clue into my past and why I am the way I am today.
Yesterday, I went to the Cal Poly basketball game, and would like to thank those who invited me. It was very nice of you to give me that extra ticket. It was fun, but Cal Poly got beat pretty bad.
This was a five day weekend for me, and I am only on day four. That is pretty bitchin I think. Tomorrow is going to be a day of pure studying, and perhaps I will even be back on the program tomorrow. Probably not though. It is a holiday, after all.
There are still four people living here, and it is awkward as all hell. We don't know anything about Roy's friend who has been here for several weeks, or even when she is really going to leave. That is ok by me. It is just f-ing wierd. I don't really dig it, but I try not to let it create conflict in the apartment. There is serious conflict bubbling just under the surface between Roy and Dude, and I hope that it never errupts into a full scale shouting match or something, because nothing is ever as big of a deal as it seems at the time. They stay up in Roys room, I stay in mine, Dude stays in his, or we just leave, and everything is cool with me. Still I can't say that I dig it. I just don't like the fact that Roy did not ask us if he could let a friend stay here for over a month.
That all being said, life is pretty good right now. I can rarely complain about things as they are. I now have a car that runs and does not leak oil, I am alive and healthy, I am having a good time down here in SLO, and I am in school and learning more everyday to add to my vast array of knowledge. And I am still incredibly handsome.
Yesterday, I went to the Cal Poly basketball game, and would like to thank those who invited me. It was very nice of you to give me that extra ticket. It was fun, but Cal Poly got beat pretty bad.
This was a five day weekend for me, and I am only on day four. That is pretty bitchin I think. Tomorrow is going to be a day of pure studying, and perhaps I will even be back on the program tomorrow. Probably not though. It is a holiday, after all.
There are still four people living here, and it is awkward as all hell. We don't know anything about Roy's friend who has been here for several weeks, or even when she is really going to leave. That is ok by me. It is just f-ing wierd. I don't really dig it, but I try not to let it create conflict in the apartment. There is serious conflict bubbling just under the surface between Roy and Dude, and I hope that it never errupts into a full scale shouting match or something, because nothing is ever as big of a deal as it seems at the time. They stay up in Roys room, I stay in mine, Dude stays in his, or we just leave, and everything is cool with me. Still I can't say that I dig it. I just don't like the fact that Roy did not ask us if he could let a friend stay here for over a month.
That all being said, life is pretty good right now. I can rarely complain about things as they are. I now have a car that runs and does not leak oil, I am alive and healthy, I am having a good time down here in SLO, and I am in school and learning more everyday to add to my vast array of knowledge. And I am still incredibly handsome.