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phil lamar is not as cool as phil shih

it's such a wierd situation waking up on the floor of your friends house. it's not like i passed out. i knew very much what i was doing. i was tired at 5am while mayer was still going strong and yet, waking up to the sound of the tv playing the intro screen music to anchor man over and over until the need to shut it off overwhelmes the desire to just lay there paralyzed with indifference.

i really need to clean up my room. it is such a mess.

today is such a beautiful day. i just came in from sitting outside shirtless drinking molson and smoking a cigar. this is what they refer to as the highlife.

tonite we're going back to that fucking country bar. should be great if i'm fucked up to the point that i don't know where i am. isn't that how it goes?

posted by fillshe @ 2:27 PM