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So here's some pictures of me, Wallace, and Dewees at this nude beach photography thing we went to. Some of them are quite comical. Most of them are gigantic, but I'm lazy, and I got sick of sizing them down, so if they're cut off, just go look for them in my pics folder.

Today Mikee and I went on a Asian market adventure, and made Vietnamese spring rolls with the goods. They are delicious and Mikee's fault. We also found the biggest selection of veggie meats I've ever seen there, and we picked up some "vege" black pepper steak, spicy chicken, and pork. They even had vege half chickens.

Vegan fancy pants dinner was mostly a success, but I wish I'd had more time to perfect some of the ingredient replacements. Next time. As a matter of fact, I might be needing a taste tester around the house for a while, so if anyone has some time to do that, please volunteer at will. Special thanks to Clare, the best sous chef in my experience.

I've been reading as much Dennis Cooper as I can get my hands on, which is only two books thus far, Closer and Frisk. I read the two in three days. Tell me if you're into him.

Last night I had these terrible dreams that relate to many of my close friendships. Instead of waking up to "phew, just a dream," I woke up feeling like these dreams were real occurences of yesterday, and feeling really self-conscious and depressed. I'm hoping I can trip the switch in my brain where I get over it soon, but so far, no dice.