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[grindmonkeh]

I forgot to grab my poptarts before I came to work. I'm about to gnaw on my keyboard...or my Physicist cd, which has been spinning almost nonstop all weekend. It even span...(spin, spun, span - right? nevermind.) It even played while I was out drinking with my new neighbor-friends. Wonka likes it too, you see. Mike and Steph invited me over to have beers and grill out on Saturday afternoon, so I hung there and got to know some of the people I play volleyball with better. I actually had a lot to talk about with them instead of feeling out of frame. We went to a bar to shoot pool and play a golf game for a while, and checked out a shitty blues bar. It wasn't THAT bad, but it was too loud, too dark, and the band was regurgitating the mandatory equation that every formulated bar blues band abides by. We went back to our apartment complex and relaxed outside for a little while. By three a.m. I was intellectually diminished and deprived of motor skills. Oh how I slept.