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Monday, January 15, 2007 at 4:17 p.m.

THIS WEEKEND IN BRENT.

I ended up droppin' way too much money again.
30 shuckles to last me the rest of the week, and far too many plans.
The stuff goes like water.

Gotta get this student loan business over and done with. gah, stress.

Good times with Amelia too.
Ikea was a zoo, but it was worth it for the hot dogs/company. Oh, yah, the back to back movie/pizza party was something else!
I somehow melded these 4 movies into 1, with with the help of sleep and house of georgie gravy goodness.

WE HAVE FUN!

Last night I finally watched You, Me, and Dupree with toby/steph.
Dupree paralleled Davey a little too well. It was a little bizarre. Even being pretty upset with the guy, I couldn't help but laugh.

I am so disappointed in people sometimes. Do they have monkey brains?


I ended up going to mod club last night for the first time in months. I thought it would be nice to see some people I probably haven't seen in a while.

I ended up at sarah's house beforehand. It is quite charming; with leaded glass windows and a 60's inspired tile job in the kitchen.
Can I also mention the 70's oven that everyone seems to have.
Can we say monopoly?

We had some drinks, she played piano (she is quite talented) and showed me a photo album that her grandma made her for Christmas. How cute. She also has a python. How badass.

Sarah's to be desired drunk roommate came home and started complaining that some guy "turned her down, and what was wrong with her".
God, I wanted her to shut up. I think her name is wilma? Maybe thats problem #1.

The bar was wayyy busy; almost claustrophobic. I did run into a bunch of people, some of which came as a surprise.

For instance, a gorgeous girl came into the bar, and immediately hugged me and gave me a kiss.
"BRENT YOU NEVER CALLED!".
I was taken back for a moment, trying to pin down where and when I met her.
Then it came to me. It's that girl I talked to all night several months ago, at that random house party I went to by myself (bar ditched me).
"I couldn't stop thinking about you since we talked, I think you are the sweetest thing ever" Holy shit Brent, why didnt you call?

I tried to explain myself, saying:
"Well, I didn't think you would remember me". Long story short, I bought her a drink, and we will be going out for coffee this week. It's somewhat ironic that I met her on a night Barbara was being terribly terrible to me. Fate does exist.

The problem still lies that I still don't recall her name. I will have to pull a Costanza to get out of this one


I can't get over how attractive she is.
Brent you have a horseshoe somewhere.

I came out of this six year relationship not knowing where I fit anymore.
I stopped looking as just myself years ago, and focused on us.
I got treated like shit in the end, and lost everything I knew.
I am happy to say I've found nothing more than a new lease on life.
So good karma to all of you ladies and gentlemen who were/are there when I had nothing left.

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