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Monday, August 28, 2006

yest went to meet juson, mich and her fren
head for marina for dinner.at swensens.
my 2nd earthquake of the day.FATT.
then, they wanted to watch soccer.
so juson suggested the usual.Bar-Celona
they insist i had a flaming lamborghini.
no choice.i started it off with flaming lamborghini
felt a little tipsy while we played the fortune telling game.
quite accurate for mich.excluding the husband part.
juson and mich ordered waterfall.so they went for their drink.
i rested on the couch while they had black vodka blahX3
when it was time to go, it was surprising that i was the only one SOBER
everyone's either drunk or high.especially that....
sent them home before i reached my home.
it was 330.damn tired.

fallen @ 1:44 AM