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Tonight, Johnny, Garrett and I went to the Boardwalk. Nick gave us free candy and then hung out with us in the parking lot. I won a Homer doll out of the crane machine but we wound up playing hacky sack with it. The back of my head touched Garrett's wang. Johnny did some funny moves. Not much else happened.
I dyed my hair but I don't think you can really see a difference. Except, it's weird because people are like "Your hair looks lighter" and "Hey, your hair looks nice." ...And when I dramatically dye it (in my head anyway) nobody says anything. It's getting longer, but only in the back. Heyyy, mullet only not really.
I decided this whole being alone thing really blows. Hook-ups are lame. Fuck that. I had a dream Dane Cook was my boyfriend and he got me stuffed crayons out the crane machine. I think that was the initial decision where I decided 19 years not having someone else kind of sucks. And that I need to find my Dane Cook, only not 15 years older than me.