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I have a dozen roses in my apartment, but they're not mine. It makes me sad. Especially when I walk in the door and I can smell them. And try to remember the last time I got flowers (not counting from my mom when I had surgery). Almost a year ago, when things were good and I was happy.

Tomorrow night there is a kickass show happening at Howard's in BG. Stylex, Sixth Street Fraud, The Press Gang, The Drama Club, and Bloodumpster. 10 pm, 5 bucks. I'm gonna be there, and I'm gonna be drunk. Rich will be there and I have Saturday off. Fuck yeah.