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Mike and I went to LA on Saturday night to hang out with Logan on his birthday. It was nice. I really like Venice. That's right, I said it. Now that we're back though, I don't want to drive longer than 30 minutes from point A to point B. After the Oklahoma fiasco, long trips are dead to me.


My life has become a series of endless errands. Not to say that I wasn't half-expecting it to, (responsible people always have errands to run) but dammit, it wears you the fuck out. I go to bed at like 10 pm now..."I feel oooold."


I want to start school soon. I feel a little left out.

And I *really* want the complete second season of Aqua Teen Hunger Force...

More later.