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Oh man, I am tired. I worked Saturday from 3-10 and yesterday from 1-7. I need to get use to being on my feet again. After I came home from work last night, I went and ate and then hung out with Mark until midnight. Then I came home and went straight to sleep. Good stuff.
Hey Kyle, sorry I didn't call you back, I was so tired.
My eyes are all droopy.
Oh dudes! I ran into Scott at my work...if any of you remember, at lunch back in highschool, we use to tell him "Shut the fuck up Scott!" Good stuff, his hair is all long and shit, I had no clue he worked at Hot Topic for three years and he's manager.. awesome. So now I can go visit him whenever I have my break.
You know on friday...I found a little Dachsund on the way to Mark's. She was on the front lawn of some house, and she didn't have a collar or anything. I had McDonald's in the car from earlier, so I took out a fry, and she came up. And I carried her to the house she was standing by...to ask the people who lived there if she belonged to them. I knocked for a while but no one answered the door. So I took her with me to Mark's. There I hung out with Mark's little brother, he recognized where the dog lived...and we took her back there. I would have taken her home with me if it wasn't for buttface Rick. The dog is so thing...and boney...it made me feel bad...but then again maybe that is just how she is built...just like those Greyhound dogs...they feel super boney...but that's how they are suppose to be.
Then I went inside Mark's house to listen to him and Poop jam. They had a bassist and a few other friends. One of them was this girl named Megan...and she recognized me. It turns out it was Eli's ex-girlfriend. Creepy how small the world is. She kept talking about their relationship back in the day....but...I just nodded...Eli's my friend...so I really don't care what other people have to say about him. I just smile and nod. But yeah that was my weekend.
Hey Kyle, sorry I didn't call you back, I was so tired.
My eyes are all droopy.
Oh dudes! I ran into Scott at my work...if any of you remember, at lunch back in highschool, we use to tell him "Shut the fuck up Scott!" Good stuff, his hair is all long and shit, I had no clue he worked at Hot Topic for three years and he's manager.. awesome. So now I can go visit him whenever I have my break.
You know on friday...I found a little Dachsund on the way to Mark's. She was on the front lawn of some house, and she didn't have a collar or anything. I had McDonald's in the car from earlier, so I took out a fry, and she came up. And I carried her to the house she was standing by...to ask the people who lived there if she belonged to them. I knocked for a while but no one answered the door. So I took her with me to Mark's. There I hung out with Mark's little brother, he recognized where the dog lived...and we took her back there. I would have taken her home with me if it wasn't for buttface Rick. The dog is so thing...and boney...it made me feel bad...but then again maybe that is just how she is built...just like those Greyhound dogs...they feel super boney...but that's how they are suppose to be.
Then I went inside Mark's house to listen to him and Poop jam. They had a bassist and a few other friends. One of them was this girl named Megan...and she recognized me. It turns out it was Eli's ex-girlfriend. Creepy how small the world is. She kept talking about their relationship back in the day....but...I just nodded...Eli's my friend...so I really don't care what other people have to say about him. I just smile and nod. But yeah that was my weekend.