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Tuesday, January 30, 2007 at 4:26 p.m.

I slept from 3-3, and Im not sure if it was because I needed it or of the fucking awesome dream I was having.
Long dream short, it reflected my wishes in life to a tee. I had the girl I wanted, my sister lived in this fucking awesome house, and I also played in a band again.
Fuck, gotta get that ball rolling.
Carruthers walked up with my amp the other day - all nonchalant and Im thinking "WHAT GIVES, THATS MY BABY, PUT HER DOWN"
Turns out hes bringing it to get fixed because some yahoo's broke it, but it was sad to see it walk out the door.
OKAY, enough reminiscing.

I have class tonight, it should be another shoot me in the head right now extravaganza. I am definitely bringing snacks...and a gun.

End note: I am watching Indiana Jones and the temple of doom. KALI-MAAHH

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