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this morning i woke up pleasently....until arlo came bounding in the bed room and projectile vomitted on me. it smelled terrible and i almost blew chunks as i was trying to get in the shower as fast as humanly possible. when a day starts with getting hurled on, you know the rest of your day is going to be just as great as the way it began...for this reason, i am not stoked to go to work...or do anything really, as it will be a shitshow of a day no matter what i do at this point. :) the power of positive thinking...bullshit bullshit bullshit.

i really want to go eat at petite chou again...i eat there way too much. it's so damn good but so damn expensive. i mean, it's totally worth it and it's not insanely expensive but when you're ballin on a budget $30 bills at petite chou a couple times a week isn't the smartest idea.

now brandon is on the phone with tmobile trying to get his blackberry replaced. he's pacing....he does that habitually when he's on the phone. it's unsettling but somehow cute at the same time.

til next time.