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welcome to portland, bitch
i have got little to say.
in the past week, well, i dunno. let me read last entry to find out what's happened since.
ok, on that friday i met jin and friends at the tam for some drinks and then we went to see the unicorns. it was fun before, after and during. unicorns kinda sucked, well, not sucked but not great by any means. afterwards we went back to the tam and then to the pill for some dancing and $3 sam adams. it was a banner drunk evening, full of stupid shit from college but with an older crowd. i'm telling ya... andy mccarthy.
on saturday i woke up around 10 and started playing city of heroes, which i continued to do until around 7pm when i went to buy beer and a quesadilla. then i played some more and eventually watched janet jackson suck ass on saturday night live.
on easter morning i woke up to the phone ringing at around 11. it was jonathan. he wanted to go to foxwoods. i said probably not but i'd let him know within the hour. 3 minutes later i was in the shower. (the away message?: "for the wonder of it all. but also for the wonder of our lord. way to resurrect, dog.")
we got mcdonalds and headed down. played 2-4 hold 'em. it was fun. i won $150. whatever.
this week has proceeded without much fanfare. well, actually yesterday was poker at tony's and i don't think i've ever had as much fun. we just all had a blast, we may have been drunk but honestly i don't know, because we didn't drink that much, it was just ridiculous fun. we played indian poker for chrissakes.
when i got home today i was bored so i bought in a $10 tournament on pokerroom.com. 2 and a half hours later i won the tournament and $50. an empty victory. it took WAY too long.
then i worked on a mix and then watched the oc. the most disappointing episode of its 20 episode or so run, but it was still good. i wish tim was online because i have some things about it i'd like to discuss with him but oh well.
then south park which was good. i'm on my second bottle of wine now, and as weird as it is, this bottle is not good. like hell, i've become quite the coniousseur of $6 bottles of merlot and this is just the absolute worst.
anyway, seth cohen was wearing a shirt today that said "take me out of my missouri" and then a big missouri. i laughed.
it's funny, on the new magnetic fields album are songs that, for the first time that i can think of, take an aggressively homosexual angle. now of course there have been gay songs in the past, but they've been gay because you know they're gay. but think of all the songs you can that are not sung by a male about a male, but are sung by a male narrator about a male. so many times you hear a dude singing about a dude. well, not so many times, but enough. but never before has the dude singing about the dude referred to himself in the song as a dude. and this makes a couple songs on the new magnetic fields a bit weird, well, different.
friendster appears down atm. ps. it's sad i'm going to friendster. it's like the last refuge of a scoundrel. and by a scoundrel i mean me when i'm drunk. i'm sure other people visit friendster responsibly. not that i don't. i don't know how i visit friendster, but it's certainly not constructive.