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Because the last two entries were long, this is geared towards shorter attention spans.

My roomate, Austen, was at a club two nights ago. He was standing next to Spike Lee. There were a lot of candles there, and some girl's hair caught fire. I mean, big time fire. With all that product, the flames were reaching higher than her head in less than a second, but she didn't even notice it. Right before her scalp got burned (and she would have noticed it then), Austen reacted to instinct, covered his hand with his long sleeve, and patted out the fire. This girl was a friend of Spike Lee's and Mr. Lee said "This guy saved your life!"
Spike introduced himself to Austen. It's surprising that Mr. Lee didn't ask for Austen's number, becuase Austen (nicknamed "Aryan Boy" by some girls in college becuase of his blond hair and blue eyes; look in my pics, you'll find him easily) could have played the villain in any Spike Lee movie.
When Austen told me about it, he showed me the long-sleeve. It had her hair burned into it.

The woman who rang up my groceries yesterday was named "Skittles." She had bright multi-colred nails to go with the title.

Went for a jog in Prospect Park last night while the rain came down. It was dark and gloomy, not too cold. I loved it. Reminded me of Oregon.

I'm having trouble with the video becuase I can't figure out where/how exactly to introduce the concept that divine proportions may be hidden in concert footage. See my pics to get an idea of what I'm talking about.

Much easier to read.