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the london apartments boy

Hmmmm... no idea where to start... mostly because Friday and Saturday kinda blend together and I'm having a hard time picking out specific memories and things to write about.

Saturday I was all alone at work... Mark had the day off to pack and so I was all by my lonesome, putting customers on hold and taking long lunch... I honestly don't remember if the day went by quickly or what, but I guess since I don't remember, it probably did.

Saturday night at the dissent was much like every Saturday night at the dissent. Mark and I got drunk, Cam played the faint, Drew played Dead Stars. I hung out with Dave for a bit, and Cam played The Electrocult twice! The best part is that people actually dug it and everyone got up and danced; I hope that made Dave happy cause that's like the greatest compliment. Props to Sarah, Kimmy, Ben, Mark, Michelle, Dave, Margerette aaaaand... hmmm.. me? for coming out. yes.. props. deal with it.

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover; like a vomit hangover... a beer and vomit hangover.. never good. I took five tylenal and threw a little bit up, and tried my best to go back to sleep... it didn't work out very well, because I had my postdrinking arthritis (?), so I couldn't get comfortable. note: i just stopped and stared at the screen for about five minutes there. I completely lost my train of thought. then amy messaged me and I snapped back, read the paragraph and didn't remember writing it! SCORE!

Around 2:00pm or so, I got up and had a drink, and decided I was going to go to Masonville to pick up my preordered game, mother fucking MAKAI KINGDOM bitches! and I really didn't want to go all by my lonesom, so I called my sister and asked if she wanted to go to the mall, and she said sure, and left and came and got me. We listened to my Black Eyed Peas CD all the way there, up really loud. My Humps is my favoritest song right now :)

After that I blah blah blah I so don't want to be fucking writing right now.. I'm mentally and physically excausted. I'm at the point right now where my life doesn't even feel like my own. Like I just popped into this body and started living this life a few days ago or something, but this can all be blamed on not taking both my meds for awhile now, and especially not regularly for a month or two... damn me being stupid. okay... okay, i'll get back to telling about my retarded day.

When I got home I layed down and tried to nap until around 4 when Mark called me and asked me where the fuck I was, as you see I was supposed to help him move at 4, and I relied: napping bitch. He told me to get my ass over there, so I said I'm taking the bus and then I went back and layed down haha. I then walked over around 5pm. From there we moved. It took us until around 7:30. Michelle never showed up and we both sweat a huge amount, and I never sweat. We moved a fucking couch up tiny stairs, THREE FLOORS UP! It was hard work. Michelle showed up just as we moved the last big thing, and blah blah blah, Mark went home to his old place to clean, and Michelle and I went to my place to play Makai Kingdom and lay down cause I was tired, sweaty and hungover worse than anyone could imagine... okay, well not that bad but obviously I like to complain.

Around 9:30 Michelle and I left for the dissent, got there, said hi to Cam, went in, sat, listened to sound check. Mark showed up eventually... blah blah blah, the show was amazing. He is soooo good. The set wasn't long enough though... it seems like it could have gone on longer, but what we got was just amazing. After the show we went over and said hey, bought some march (a snazzy t-shirt and the awesome CD) and he was really nice and stuff, and then we all left for McDonalds. (OH YEAH!! Anne came out! but don't tell anyone). After that we walked home...

Michelle is asleep in bed, and I just had a shower (well, I had just had a shower when I first started writing this... now my hair is almost dry because it's been almost a fucking hour. Thats how slow I'm writing this people.. maaaan. Everyone's gone to bed and offline or away, my London Apartments CD has already repeated once, and my insense is almost burned up. I suppose it's time to wrap this up, and either go to sleep (maaaybe), or play a little Makai Kingdom when I'm done talking to Jess (most likely). hmmm... alright. .. bye.

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