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I went home for the weekend. It didnt have anything to do with jesus, just a good excuse to be a good kid and visit my mom.

There was a random photograph of myself in my bag, so I offered it to her and she stared at it for a second and then asked me if there are any pictures of me in existence where I didnt look so pensive.

pensive
adj: persistently or morbidly thoughtful

Shes a funny lady we also had a nice talk about how religion ruins your ambition.

Other than that, there isnt much else going on..

My internal empire continues to manufacture and export a disproportionate amount of uncertainty and self-doubt.

I have stopped using banks, for some reason. I wish that I could insert a conspiracy-theory-laden diatribe in here concerning the CIA monitoring my thoughts, and motions taken so that they cant find me, but unfortunately it is just another thing filed under stuff I dont have a good answer for.

I have never been to any of the Garden States beaches, but that is all going to change because Ocean City, New Jersey is going to be where we have our collective birthday party in a few weeks.. cool? I hope so..

Without going into the details and plans for that weekend, lately it has me wondering, when does a persons reliance on, and need for escapism become unhealthy?

I am a Weekend Houdini.

-patrick