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Well, last night was odd.

Sometimes people really need to just grow a pair, stop basking in all the pity dished out by friends and family, and accept the cards that are dealt to them. This shit is getting absolutely ridiculous. Time will only heal your wounds if you let it.

Oh, what a marvelous night this was.

And yes, Dagobah truly is the worst planet in the gallaxy.

So it's about 2:30 in the AM here in Houston, and I think I may be witnessing a landmark.

There are two... Count 'em, T-W-O films on cable right now featuring Patrick Swaze.

I know, right? Roadhouse is on USA and there's some flick about baseball with that little annoying kid from Jurassic Park in it on TBS. Fucking crazy!

Aside from this landmark of...
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Whoa whoa whoa there, buddy. There's still meat on that bone! You throw that in a pot with some broth, a few potatoes... Baby, you got a stew going!

Thanks to everyone who showed up to the party last night. It was really great meeting everyone I hadn't already met in person. I hope to see all of you guys at future events.

Work was hell today. I didn't think a hangover could turn six hours in front of a computer into something that felt like a 12-hour, no holds barred ass pounding. Sheesh....
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Shitty weekend, I suppose.

Pretty unsuccessful garage sale on Sunday hosted by myself and doolittle. Vorbei wasn't there.

Friday was kinda lame, too. I had something of a panic attack when I got to work. I know what you're thinking: How the hell could this incredibly high dose of man I see in this picture have a wussy little panic attack? It baffles me,...
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Drum kit, anyone?

My sister and I are having a garage sale this weekend, and I am looking to sell my drum kit so that I can finally upgrade to a better one. The kit is a Yamaha (I forgot the model). It's more of a beginner's kit, but it sounds great with a little TLC. I'll be offering it for a fairly low price...
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