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Jesus fucking Christ! Is it possible to get writer's block on a weblog? Isn't the whole point that I write about whatever little it is I do so that four or five random people can laugh at what a loser I am? God Damn! I've done all sorts of crazy random shit recently, but I can't even begin to think about how to write it all down!

On the 24th John, Brendan, Emily and I went to music stores and I foolishly all but emptied my wallet on various albums to which I haven't even finished listening. My brother and I stayed up late the night before and watched episode after episode of the Simpsons from the DVD that Joe lent me. I stayed up until about 9:00A on the 25th to sort through my purchases from the night prior. Having finally fallen asleep, I woke up around 1P and picked up my bicycle at Joe's house. Afterward, I returned home and aided my father in laying sod. Arriving not long after was John. After another trip to the record store, we went back to John's house, and picked up his father, with whom we went to the driving range. John and I returned home, ate, watched The Little League World Series, got wrapped up in pointing out to anyone who would listen that Louisville's pitcher is obviously either too old to be playing little league or is on testosterone shots. Either way, the kid looks older'n I do. We hopped back in the car after enough and picked up Joe with whom we went to the record store and to whom I expressed surprise when I thought about having picked up my bike earlier. It seemed like days between then and now. My schedule is THAT fucked up. I should probably go to bed now, though, seeing as I got four hours of it last night and only slightly more the night before. It's getting pretty late tonight, too. And I have to be up at 9A! Fuck.

Peace.
-Todd