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Nov 03, 2008 11:45

This weekend was so strange. There's no reason really for the entire weekend to have a black cloud hanging over it, as it really started by getting tattooed on Thursday with friends old and new. I had fun, spent it with great people, slept for an extra hour before going to work at 8 a.m. on sunday, and saw a great show in Royal Oak with a good friend. So what the hell?

Thursday Jonathan came into town and we had lunch with Evan, whom I don't really know that well but is a swell kid. Then Bill shot down my tattoo ideas, but left the shop with ANOTHER scuba diver! Oh fate how strange! Karaoke was great, sang some Smiths, then it wasn't so great. But not a deal-breaker, just lots of awkward.

Friday we won't get into.

Saturday slept in, went to abe's, worked. Came home to some excitement and late night Wendy's. Gross and glorious.

Sunday I had to be at work balls early, but had that extra hour of sleep at my side, so all wasn't lost. Then I came home, napped too long, and headed out to Royal Oak to see Conor Oberst. Can I just say that I'm not the biggest Oberst fan, or wasn't a fan of Bright Eyes at least, but Desaparcidos is great and his solo stuff I have been impressed with, but this show last night was amazing! He really is an incredible singer/songwriter.

so why do I feel like shit?
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