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well, i'm demoralized. just spent 2 hours doing the watch tv and write in the palm deal, and something went horribly wrong. fuck.

oh well, long and short of it is i went to the common room to watch the end of the game, and i flipped to channel 2, and there were high school kids so i watched. turns out it was the first episode of this 15 part documentary on this super diverse la high school and 15 of it's seniors, called senior year. i watched an episode and was hooked, popped in a tape and then went to see monster's ball. good acting, not a great script. and it had a sex scene so graphic i was shocked it got by the ratings board in the state it was in. anyway got home and realized i don't know how to work my VCR, and only got 2 hours instead of 4. oh well.

so i watched them, and commented on them, and it was good. i was dropping insights on marraige, love, sex, the white strips, the cute but dumb girl jen, chunky latinos, football players, fathers who attempt suicides, gay people, and so much more with the frequency the kids on the tv were dropping the f-bomb. and now it's all fucking lost and i'm super pissed and am going to go bite my pillow.

oh, i also mentioned how today i busted out the guitar to work on my senior song. luckily, it's only 6 chords, and once i lowered it a step, all 6 of them are manageable. the F is tricky, but hell, that b minor and f# minor shit they tried to get me to play. honestly, how can anyone play those chords with only 4 fingers? also, i played for like an hour, it's not hard, it'll be fine. but GODDAM to my fingers hurt. guitarists aren't kidding when they talk about blisters and callouses, that fretboard is one nasty motherfucker.

what a shitty christmas eve.