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So yesterday's major plans were to go to work and then see Hellboy much later.

Neither which happened!

I wasn't needed at work, which freed up the rest of the day for me. I rather liked that bit, and no, stupidly, avoided homework like the devil.

Ended up mailing out some belated packages, then going to Forsyth Park with a bottle of sugar-free Jones soda.

Let me tell you...don't drink it. I thought it being Jones would save it from the monotony of sugar-substitute, and even added a pixi stix in there. But don't.

Drew a bit, stared at the sky, inhaled tar. And fell asleep. For an hour and a half. I'm surprised nobody came up and stole my bag.

I also went over to a friend's house and we grilled up hamburgers and blabbed and listened to Zappa. Stupid thing was, I thought it was an hour earlier than it actually was, and therefore got to the movies ten minutes too late. Soul'd Out.

It was a really weird, random day. But, for now, work!