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Best ashtray ever

Okay, no one emptied this in a week? Gross.

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Pants are for suckers!

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You get me so wet

At some point today it seemed like a good idea to walk home from school. According to google pedometer, that is 3.89 miles, so contrary to what some people might say, I’m not sane and normal at all. The only way that more liquid could have gotten into my shirt is if I were to dive into Noah’s wading pool while wearing it, which actually would not have been a bad idea. Instead I turned today into another two-shower day and then took the nap that had been calling me since three AM.

I was hoping to take Noah up to the park for swimming, but he has a big boo boo on his shin, so he shouldn’t swim in the communal pool. We’ll jump around in the backyard pool and maybe fire up the slip and slide. Anyone and everyone is welcome to come and remember why summer is awesome.

Since “anyone and everyone” is mostly people who will be reading this from other time zones or continents, I feel reasonably confident that those people will not be getting me terribly drunk tonight, the night before my final — although waking up after blacking out in a kiddie pool is a great story to close out my twenties — especially if it was some stranger’s kiddie pool.

“Where are my pants?”

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Hard Times

I forgot to mention that I had a gigantic and delicious muffin at the Hard Times Cafe after yon Brendan Benson show. I was reasonably drunk, so I was getting delicious crumbs all over myself. It was the awesome. What I can’t wrap my mind around is why the girl at the next table took my picture with her camera phone when she thought that I was not paying any attention. Did she think that I was cute? Was she amused because I was talking loudly about how colored hair, tattoos, and piercings didn’t mean anything anymore? Did she just want a picture of that asshole drunk guy talking shit way too loud in a place he didn’t belong because it was open and he was crazy hungry. Why would a person have a camera phone in the Hard Times anyway?

Who was the wiry guy with the dreads and the blood on his hand who came and sat next to her and her friend? Why did he have blood on his hand? Did he think I was cute? Did he ask about me?

Really, I just want to see that picture. Maybe they were taking a picture of Stan, anyway.

I’m on the last problem of this last homework. My brain is starting to crack. I think that I will skip the discussion section and work and just go home and take a nap.

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I know what I’m doing next week

Minnesota Fringe

Finally, this year I am GOING.

So, aside from all the shows with nudity warnings, what should I go see?
Adventures in Mating was recommended by a friend of Marsha’s

I think that Cake Woman recommended the Scrimshaw brothers, but I only got four hours of couch sleep last night, so don’t believe anything that comes out of my mouth. Or my fingers.

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My smoke alarm is confused

I’m not on fire, I’m just really hot. Maybe I should put some pants on.

I definitely did not get enough sleep.

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Off to work!

On that homework for another four hours!

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I just proved that Santa is NP-Complete!


Notice that I am shouting.

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