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Well, from your descriptions, maybe I've just never been in love. Or... the thing about being able to eat in silence sounded right.

I had a good week, especially Friday and Saturday. On Friday I went to the river with dunx and Katie and dunx' beagle, who immediately got filthy and then laid down on the blanket. Just the beagle, I mean. It was so hot out there. I actually swam in the river and didn't get cold. I read in the water, and drank beer and ate a sandwich and frolicked with two hotties and the cutest little dog ever. I even sorta got a tan. Then on Saturday Katie had to work so dunx and I met her for lunch (which was tasty) and decided that it was time for a long-time plan of ours to come to fruition. We stopped at Walgreen's on the way home and bought a kiddy pool. I took it to the park, along with the beagle, and blew it up while dunx ran to the Quick Stop and returned to the park with a shopping cart containing our books, some beers and seven bags of ice. Oh god, it was good. The beagle kept trying to dig through the ice in the pool which was really cute, but kinda annoying. I never wanted to leave the pool. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. We ended up going to see Troy at the beer theatre (I have a love-hate relationship with that movie) and then picking up Katie and going to a rad party at paris' place where I played pool badly, spilled beer on dunx (how many times do I have to say I'm sorry? I got it on me, too) and hit on Chan, who is gay.

I think...

I think I'm tired.

I might take up writing.