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f*ck colorado
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
 
i'm steppin it up
sonata worked for a bit, but i wake up after 4 hrs. insomnia is the drug, got a hold on me. i don't enjoy waking up with stomache acids churning at 4am, increased heart rate, cause i'm pissed that i can't sleep. i'll make it out alive, like pliskin.

need a trip soon, i guess for thanksgiving break.

debating on goin camping this weekend. wimberley.

i got blackout-lit on friday night. mycal said "we" blew the amp. i do remember that "we" were drinking + that "he" cranked rock the bells + blew the tubes on "his" brother's crazy hi-fi amp. the statement the following morning was funnier than it sounds, cause if i'm driving and get a dwi i wouldn't call it "we" the next day. the next morning at 8 was the worst 2 minutes of my life. i felt way ill, then did the old move of grabbing a warm beer (i don't drink beer really) and took some swigs. damn, it actually worked. went and got some bk lounge breakfast, loaded up on monopalowa screwdrivers, snuck in bottles of jack/beam to the cottonbowl + proceeded to give it my all in being a beligerant texas fan. fuck it, i had a good time, with great seats. fuck oklahoma.

and colorado.


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