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Blech, yard work. That's enough of that bullshit. Too fucking hot. I need a drink, and some time to mourn the fact that I can no longer claim that i am too girly to mow the lawn.

Went to the D-backs game last night, it was fun. We left at the bottom of the 8th because we were destroying the Dodgers. We had really cool seats, we were next to the bullpen. I was about five feet from some hot pitching action. Here is Battista:

And Luis Gonzales was in the field directly in front of us:

Overall, good time.

I have no fucking clue what to do with my dad now, it is too hot to go anywhere. We are thinking of hitting up a casino today or Saturday. That is fun, my dad let's me gamble with his money... only he is a sucky gambler, cause last time we went to a casino I was up maybe 60 or 70 dollars so I was like, "hey maybe now's a good time to quit, since I am ahead" but he refused and told me I should keep playing, then we lost it all. Last time I checked that's a bad way to gamble...

Here are a couple other pictures I just uploaded from my phone. Here is Phillip, my marine friend who I managed to break. I got him way too fucked up - so much so that he fell in my bathroom. This was taken only moments before he broke:

And here is Ben in a cage, for good measure:


For the love of God I need some time away from my father. Please call me and rescue me