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Sunday, March 12, 2006

Who needs titles with posts like this?

Bryan was down the other night. That makes this the first time in recent memory (although, my memory ain't too good) that i've seen him on two separate occasions within a couple of weeks. I'm afraid if he doesn't keep it up, i'm going to have to not be his friend anymore.

You've been warned.

He knows i kid. It was fun, as usual. He's one of the only people in the world i can tell things to. Brought up some old topics i haven't thought about in years. Boy did i vent. Hope i didn't bore you too much, Bry!

Ah, nothing says Saturday night like sitting back, eating a box of lemon tarts, making some microwave broccoli and cheese and chugging down a 3 litre jug of juice.

My social life. It's out of control.

Oh, and note to self: buy some goddamn groceries. I mean, you work in a grocery store. You have no excuses.