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travis and i just got out of WAR, new jet li movie. basically badass. one dude reminded me of one of the few cool kids i work with. the dude that gets shot, then shoots crawford's new partner, then takes a sword through the palm of his hand, then gets shot in the head. basically pretty cool. but the guy i work with isn't a japanese clansman. it's whatever.

not my fault, or is it?

day two of sobriety is okay. still feeling it out.

muwahahahaha. so pre-movie theater, we met up at jupiter house, a place i have been mildly avoiding for several reasons as of late. one was jollyrancher. crazy crazy crazy. a few weeks ago she gave me some nasty pot that i gave away to someone, i believe. i think she was trying to make friends or something. but anyway. while awaiting the arrival of the travesty, i enjoyed some time talking to quartz, or cuarts, or kwurtz. i don't know. apparently during this time, JR telephoned travis mid-nervous breakdown over some ended relationship or boy who wronged her. this is going somewhere, honestly...

that was a lie. it wasn't going anywhere.

get over it.

new jeans from old navy. still no polo shirt. have to re-set up my training with three fins.

::le sigh::

photos later, i guess as i am not home...