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'Cause it's Friday; you ain't got no job... and you ain't got shit to do!
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Mood:
Out of it

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Nick woke me up somewhere near 1300, asking if I wanted to see Phone Booth (which I did). I explained that I was broke, but he said that was fine; he and Brandon would be down in an hour. I went back to bed, but didn’t really sleep.

When I got up, I dressed and made food, but didn’t finish eating it before they arrived. I took a minute and we headed for Burbank. Wasted a bit of time before the movie, but eventually went in. It was decent; about what I expected.
No complaints, really.

After, we hung out at BBG for a couple hours, which was not as interesting as it could’ve been. I wanted to be home sooner than I ended up being. As it was, I had to go right back out, so I changed and went down to see everyone. Didn’t stay long, for a number of reasons, and headed over to Blue around 2300. They’re apparently doing Helter Skelter for free several Fridays this month, so I saw no reason not to go and get my dance on. It was better than last time, in some parts, but I would’ve preferred it if Split had been there. When the music didn’t do anything for me, I really didn’t have anything to do and despite the fact that were more than a few attractive girls there, I was bored off my ass.

I took off around 0100 because I was starting to get tired. When I finally stumbled through the door, I sat down, watched the majority of Less Than Zero, returned a phone message, and checked my e-mail. Oh, and my Nations are doing well...


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