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the barista during the day at my hangout is this rad, wirey dude from Ethiopia. we were having a smoke out front while I waited for my friend. a body-buidling type dude walked by and he started talking about how he was a competetive fighter as a teenager and how people that build their muscles up make themselves dumber and...I wish I could remember the exact wording, but it basically had to do with starting out with some sort of inferiority complex and just using the muscles to shield people from that. he said fighting was never about muscles, it was about heart. I think fighting sucks regardless, but it was cool to hear his perspective, and personal experience. He went on to say that people that try to win the lottery already have themselves psyched out that they can't get ahead financially, so they won't and just play the lottery. anyway...

there was a part there last night. open bar private thing, everyone decked out. I'll try to scan my jacket...I was surprised how my jacket really caused a stir. got my ass pinched at the diner afterwards, yay for that. had a really good time. once again, straying from the normal, humdrum, indie rock thing and meeting a really diverse crowd...and getting totally blitzed and looking good in the process. yay for that as well.

moving slow. put up more odd pictures. as close to member nakedness I'll get anytime soon. but I was getting naked..whatever...

I'll add to this later, this was more to get some stuff documented then write a neat story.

ciao.