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Last weekend was rad. Kicked it with Sarah down in Houston. Strange, how good enough company can beyond make up for being in one of my least favourite cities in the U.S. and turn it into the best weekend I've had in a damned long time. Going to see if we can do it all over again this weekend.
Since I left, it hasn't been quite so rad, but fuck it. Purgatory just makes you really appreciate paradise. And I've had damned good friends to displace the hell, which I really appreciate.
Birthday was good and spent wholly intoxicated.
Drunken exclaimation of the night: "You know, guys. Life is like a box of chocolates. IT'S FUCKIN' SWEEEEEEEET!" And then Shaun called 'cause his girl broke up with him and I disappeared for a while to talk to him.
I think I have to either ride my bike across town or call a cab to get my truck back. Somehow, miraculously, ALL of my friends are working. Crazy. Oh well.
Since I left, it hasn't been quite so rad, but fuck it. Purgatory just makes you really appreciate paradise. And I've had damned good friends to displace the hell, which I really appreciate.
Birthday was good and spent wholly intoxicated.
Drunken exclaimation of the night: "You know, guys. Life is like a box of chocolates. IT'S FUCKIN' SWEEEEEEEET!" And then Shaun called 'cause his girl broke up with him and I disappeared for a while to talk to him.
I think I have to either ride my bike across town or call a cab to get my truck back. Somehow, miraculously, ALL of my friends are working. Crazy. Oh well.