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So I'm coming to terms with being back from one of my favorite places in the world, Las Vegas. It always seems like at least a week before I recover from the pleasure overload and the deep desire to run back there with delerious expectations.
What to do about this?
Anyway I guess it's not that important; it's just weird fantasy taking over my head....
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I'm back from vegas and I'm back from the dead . . I mean that in the best way possible.

A weekend of fair weather and catching up on movies, TV and friends having babies. If I complaind or set off on a rant I wouldn't be that logical. today is the 5th, today is Pay Day

One day Until Las Vegas!

Woke up yesterday sweaty and nausious as all fuck. I'[ve thrown up many times in my life of stomach issues but never had I actually blown chunks until then. It was maybe the most disturbing thing I've ever puked up. Usually I get a nice stream of nasty colors adn and bile but this was far more revolting. Note too self, pickles and cheese are...
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I think I'm going to have my brain blow up due to my boss' insecurity. I think i'm going to kill one of my friend because he's paranoid.
I think I need a new wallet because mine was sabotaged by a five dollar bill that stinks of some nasty perfume.

I'm starting my countdown today: one week until I scoot down to Vegas for a couple days. All the goodness will be had and when I say goodness I really mean debauchery.
There will be time by the pool and time by the blackjack table. There will be time spent quite drunk and time spent stuffing my face. There will be time spent lovin' up...
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I'll tell ya' two days of sweet lovin' from my lovah really has a way putting everything back in focuss and getting me grounded. I'm rested, I'm seeing humor all around again and I'm ready for some memorial day BBQ.
today's question "Is it too cheeseball to get an Ace of Spades tattoo on my wrist?

I was in Boston for a week and now I'm back in the city by the bay. Not too sure how to react to anything at the moment. I blame jet lag and dehydration. The Olde Towne is so gorgeous this time of year, everything's green and blooming. The hotel I was sent to to help transiition was slick, slick, slick. The NiNEZERO is big...
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It's about time for one of my least favorite activitiies: getting my hair cut. Don't know why but I always have been very unenthused about the prospect of a clip or chop. So now my hair is longer than it has been in about 13 years and I look like a friggin' hippie. I guess I'll just go short and forget about it. Feh, I'm...
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I saw a horrible movie last night called 'Art School Confidetial" It was confused and really didn't know what it wanted to be. It started off with many jokes that would be apropriate for the, "Scary Movie" but done in that wry and winking indie way. After about 30 minutes it's a murder mystery and then it's a cautionary tale and then it's a love...
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back from the Southland with girlfriend in my lovin' arms again! A quick overview of the trip.
Saturday: Flew down in the afternoon Stinky hotel room, Big love abounding, a cheap Italian dinner, a few drinks at a bar neer sunset, sleep.
Sunday: A small, quick lame breakfast at a cafe, Went to the Dodger's game with friends and stuffed my face, napping and nudity,...
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Gettin' ready for a trip to L.A. to fetch my girlfriend. I gotta' pack, I gotta clean and all those little things that need to be tied up are hasslin' me. Scratching at me calves and pinching their way up to my back.
Yesterday's Cinco De Mayo Plan went from "going to be tons of fun" to "Maybe I'll just go get a good night's...
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