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making time
i'm writing in the middle of a power hour now, probably not the best idea, but katie forced me to do it.
no entry last night because i came home at 2am fuckingwasted. you see, yesterxay was my first day at the phone center doing the phone calling thing. actually i was just doing taainig or some shit. but whatever, the nyu chick who ran the thing is dumb and dull as a post, but ther est of it seems fucking cool. i start on the phones tomorrow. anyway, last night, after work, katie and i went to a work party with the work kids and i drank beers and beers and more. at the end of the night, i shared a 40 with my supervisor (the cool one.) i also smoked a pack of cigarettes, which was a bit ridiculous. i saw some bats. bats are cool.
so the work thing is fun. but i didn't set my alarm, so i walked into work like an hour an a half late. whatever.
uhhh
i'm buying arecord player tomorrow and records because i'm fucking way cooler than you are.
i had class today and then after class i came home and was going to work on this must be pop (opopopppopo), but i checked my messages and found out that stephanie is havig a party tomorrow, which means mike katie and i have to have a power hour, so i needed to make a new cd. then katie came over and made me drink beers and we worked on the plwer hour and we finished it and then she was all "dude, let's do a power hour" and i was like "no way, i have work tomorrow and my mom wouldn't like it" and then she was all "fuck your mother . hail satan!!! adamator rules!!!" so i couldn't fight that logic and now i'm drinkign.
i think we're on song 2 or something now, i'm going to close this so that katie and i have to talk or somethign.