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Tuesday, January 09, 2007 at 12:08 a.m.

SO TODAY I DID EVERYTHING I SAID ID DO.
IM HAPPY. TWO MONTHS AGO I COULDNT EVEN PRY MYSELF FROM MY SAD YELLOW COUCH.
Now its just ghostface and me killin it in my room.

I had a good roomie hang out tonight filled with alcohol, american splendor and for some reason the croissants I bought today. I fucking love these people. It's like hanging out with your friends everyday, but you don't have to move your ass past two floors. Props my brothers. Steph's gotta take out the garbage, so I guess bourns for her, but she knows how to take out to garbage if you know what im saying..huh huh huh??

I visited my grandpa today....it makes me sad. He's my hero, and my dad. But I gave him a kiss on the forehead like I usually do, and made him crack a couple of laughs.
He teared up. I think hes really proud of me still.
I hope he stays around just a little longer, so I can have a little bit more
My fingers are crossed for you len. xoxo

Till tomorrow.

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