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So I just had the best birthday party of my life. Party at my house went down and I don't even remember how I made it back upstairs to my bed. Apparently my roommate had to pull this dude off my dryer as he was trying to somehow copulate w/the damn thing. WTF? I can only speculate how a yellow rusty piece of metal could be sexually attractive...

Scraped my hungover ass out of bed yesterday and went to see George Thorogood and The Destroyers...which I suppose it was only appropriate that I was in the condition I was when seeing a band famous for their songs about drinking. Still managed to guzzle a few beers at the show, which did alot to help me feel better. The show was just as good as I expected it to be.....was a hell of a show to see on my B-day.

I'd have to say that even though I somehow managed to celebrate my birthday for about 3 weeks in a row last year, it was no where near the fun I had packed into this past weekend. I was thinking of going to see Clutch tonight, but I've seen em' 3 times already so I think I'm gonna wind up going back to D-town to kick it w/some old friends. Should be back on Tuesday, w/some fresh ink getting done on my backpiece Tuesday afternoon. I plan on trying to make it out to Bento's Tuesday night to help nurse my wounds. I should see you all there.