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Down and Out in Vegas, with Amphetamine Psychosis again?

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Dammit Faith... I knew you couldn't be trusted.

Today was weird. I helped my dad install a new exhaust system on our motor home and am officially a grease monkey. I totally haven't taken a shower yet either, because I'm too lazy. I did jump in the lake earlier though, and that was quite enjoyable. Chris was supposed to come too but he just disappeared. Tomorrow on the way back from Madison I think I'll stop over at his house and kick his ass out of bed. That'll be sufficient payback. I'll make sure to bring breakfast making supplies so the wont have an excuse not to make me food.

Tomorrow I get my paycheck... booya. I'm going to go buy some new calligraphy supplies because my old pen and ink have disappeared and I don't know where they've gone. Plus, I'm going to get ink that matches my new stationary because I am the queen of all dorkdom. Which is exactly why I almost cried when I finished my Sherlock Holmes book today earlier. I need more Sir Arthur Conan Doyle goddammit! Bloodwork simply wont cut it. At least I have a good, healthy dose of Hunter S. Thompson... because everyone needs a good daily dose of weird, and we all know... "When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."

I got to talk to Tynan tonight, and that cheered me up. I've really missed chillin' with him. It feels like I haven't talked to him in forever, he's never online. Neither is Faith for that matter and I want to discuss Harry Potter with her! I finally got ahold of Matt today and I got him laughing again... no more melancholy Matt, which made me feel better, less hopeless. Hopefully I'll go visit him 4th of July weekend. I have to talk to Katie about it... but now John is gone into that beast known as the military too, and I didn't get to say goodbye, and that really bothers me. I know he'll be back in 9 weeks but it's going to be hell for him. But next week is vacation time and all will then be easy peezy lemon squeezy. That's right. Now I'm off to bed, or to try to finish that patch. It's coming along nicely... I think Matt'll like it. He sounded excited, I'm really glad I talk to him so often. Being in Cambridge it's so easy to feel completely isolated and pessimistic about everything, and the conversations we have make propinquity unnecessary, although definitely preferred. It's just weird not being able to call him up to watch some bizarre foreign film or listen to some old, forgotten jazz artist. But the time will come again... hopefully soon. I just want my best friend back, damnit.
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