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Gah, sick again, although this time I have no wonderful other to take care of me. *pout*

Well, I’ve figured out how to stretch myself thin yet again… Lately it’s been this: 2 bands, all ages venue, rock opera, etc etc… go figure.

I am feeling ever so self critical lately. I suppose it has something to do with the fact that someone I liked hanging out with told me that we had nothing in common. When I took that statement in, I figured out that I don’t have much in common with most of my friends or aquaintences. I’ve never had much in common with anyone I’ve dated or had relationships either. I also don’t have much in common with anyone that does shows and works with bands in town. I duuno if that’s something I should worry about. I’ll probably stop worrying about it in a few weeks when that part of my brain stops functioning.

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Sunday was immortalized through the consumption of 4-5 cups of coffee, and then Marty’s work in progress tripple mocha cappucino device, then the playing of Mario Party II while getting drunk and doing laundry for the rest of the day. The end of immortalization came after Phil and I ventured to the new Mongolian Super Buffet and proceded to eat all the food up. That place was packed for a Sunday at 8pm. Seriously, what the shit. It was good.