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I suck on LJ. I feel great, have had a great weekend, feel like I have a million stories to tell (some of which won't get me arrested), and um...boy do I not feel like writing. Writing just happens to really better fit whiny or reflective stuff.

I can't believe I made it to Alchemy, Dollhouse, and Chairschool all in one week and haven't died. On the other hand, I neglected the gym.

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Notes:
Thur: Alchemy crowd looked suspiciously like Midnight crowd. Didn't know a lot of folk there, those I did were complaining about the crowd and/or music. I had fun but was not 'energized.'

Fri: ran into a guy from my boxing class and totally didn't recognize him at all for minutes. He even went into a boxing stance and it just confused me. I hope feeling up his arms didn't freak him out. I thought he was just some normal jock guy - wonder if he thought the same about me (I'm saying normal jock guys don't go to the black cat - sue me).
Was reminded that Seth is huge. I don't mean fat, I mean he's like eight feet tall. He hands are so large he could palm a vw.

Sat: friggin chairschool was packed. They need to open the roof or something. Godiva chocolate was avail cheap - evil!

Shit - time to go!