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lets see. the NCAA tourney has consumed the last couple of days for me i guess. my productivity at work was for shit thursday and friday. sat at home and picked my nose for st. pat. i miss the days doing the holiday back in PA. a buddy of mine owns an irish pub (complete with tunnels that used to be used by the molly maguires) up near pottsville PA. kegs and eggs first thing in the AM. that was good times.
i got bored and took pics of the crib today like i was on the MTV show or something. "this is where all the magic happens." i forget whose house they were doing once but the guy walked in the bedroom and called it his workbench. i thought that was clutch.
i think tonight i am going sit at home and get trashed on a solo mission. mr. beam is calling my name.