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so. I managed to sleep for almost two hours before some man with a clip board asking me retarded questions woke me up.

this morning the bus driver waved for me to come to the front of the bus as I was about to get off and go to work. He then gave me a transfer that would give me enough time to get home. That made my morning. I'm still tired. but I want to do stuff. I already passed up going to a movie because my eyes burn so bad I can't see. There is pasta in my sink since friday. Gavin says it's been threatening him when he drinks his water. Apparently it's developed some sort of hardened shell that had been taken away from him when I scalded him in my pot of hot water. He thinks he's evolving and regenerating. This is all from Gavin. Either way I should probably take care of it.I think the dishes are plotting against me as well so I should take care of them too.

So I listened to some crazy wicked music, although the dub on the way home was making me fall asleep. My Ipod is full. I had to take music off to make room for newer better dancier beats. I have one Bad Brain's song and it is the Mother Fuckin Bomb. It was in my head all day, and by way of Sublime I have taken that bass line and put new words to it. Now I want to play my bass and pretend like I can sing.

'My band is better then your band, we got more songs then a song convention. Sing it!'