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Gaddamn it, I did it again.

man, he’s cute.

(This doesn’t apply to my no-reviewing-people rule. I don’t know him and am barley seeing him in my peripheral vision.)

This stuff is tasty. I drank three bottlesand got a decent buzz. I didn’t have a headache or anything the next morning despite smoking a few cigarettes with the beers. (the photo is of a 22oz bottle, but I had a 6er of 12ozers)

It’s a helluva lot cheaper than the rest and does the trick just fine.

I got here fairly early yesterday in the hopes of using the internet, but apperently the summer sun brings people out in droves. They proceeded to swarm around Ballard like so many maggots on a dead carcass baking in the summer heat. I didn’t get to use the internet at all and then had to go to work. I was lucky today, but I still have to go to work.

Man, those things are good. I decided to stick to mostly greenery today after eating 3/4 of a pound (after cooking) of teryaki marinated steak at work yesterday.

This place was great. Maybe it sucked, and the company I had at the time just made it seem cool, but this place was great. I got some deep fried pork that came with rice , salad, and miso soup, all of which was delectable. The pork (I forget what it was actually called) came with teryaki dipping sauce that was wonderful. The prices weren’t bad, either. I had such a great time. I can’t wait until I get to do it again.

The first Basic Instinct was one of the best movies I’ve ever seen. It was directed by the guy who did Showgirls, also one of the best movies I’ve ever seen to a much lesser extent. But this sequel was sort of boring. Much less killing, much more sex. The first one had a perfect balance of the two, but this one just went straight for the libido. The plot was watered down because of this and I didn’t really care what happened to anyone.

As far as bobble heads go, these suck. Any minature bobblehead is bound to not work, especially since regular sized bobbleheads hardly bounce at all. Still, I think these things are pretty cool as little statuettes. I get them for a dollar a pop from the gumball machine at the bowling alley. Amazingly I only got a duplicate once, another Wolverine, but my friend Nate got Blackcat, so I traded him. The only one I’m missing now is Beast who looks really cool in his cat form. They come with a sticky adhesive pad that I’ve used to stick them along the top of my computer monitor. There is a spot saved for Beast.

Most people would probably say that I didn’t need a haircut, but it was just getting too long for me. I need my hair short, very short. I would shave it all, but I’m trying to keep a little on the top to disguise the fact that in five years I will have started well down the road to baldness. I started cutting my hair years ago because it was cheap. Now I have a friend who could do it for me, she’s a professional, but our schedules don’t really allow for it very easily and I got the urge to start trimming this morning.
I’ve learned that I’m actually pretty good at cutting my own hair. In fact the best cut I ever gave myself was while drunk. I wasn’t drunk today, but I still look pretty damn good