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we went to the open mic at java coffee. it only fueled my hatred for the people that go to open mic there. i shouldn't base my idea of what an open mic entails by watching that crowd, but let me say this: they're no-talent bastards who go to see their friends AND ONLY THEIR FRIENDS perform. i mean the point of an open mic is to see people in their natural setting perform what they want to. it isn't to see your friends play what they always play. it also furthered my realization of how people who think they're different act. if you want to go against the norm, go against the norm. don't follow a code of conduct that the "abnormal" people follow. by doing so, you just create a new class of people who are plain and simple idiots.

thus ends the rant. we danced the jimmy wilson part of josh's rendition of "waving my dick in the wind" at the open mic and left that place with all of it's 'outsiders' who quite literally stayed outside while people who they weren't familiar with performed. we hung out at tony's afterward to watch the bullshit mtv movie awards which gave us more stuff to complain about and contradict ourselves. or maybe i just contradicted my own self. whatever it happens a lot.

i should go to bed soon or else i'll throw up tomorrow after i brush my teeth.

blecch.

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i think i made about ten deliveries today. they were mostly on center ave. and north village ave. after work i went straight to tony's house to hang out. i almost ran over tony's mom today, but she didn't know it was me so it was ok i think.

we went to a thrift store in rockville centre. i bought a pair of bright red pants to match the bright red blazer. i also got a red belt and red neck tie. i need a better shirt. this suit is totally fucking red. let's calculate the cost of a suit like this:

red blazer- $3
red pants- $7
red shirt- $3
red necktie (slightly damaged)- free
red belt- $1
bowling shoes- rightfully stolen
red scarf- $0.25
making a list of costs and ending it with "priceless"- priceless

total- $14.25 + pricelessness

i also got a killer down puffy vest like M.J. Fox had in back to the future. i don't know if i'm wearing this red suit out any time soon. it's so fucking red. plus it's getting ass hot out.

pain in the ass: the g string on my guitar snapped yesterday. i need strings. it had no reason for snapping. first of all they're new strings. secondly, i was tuning it down. i don't like my guitar anymore. it brings me nothing but pain. but from pain comes pleasure. like plucking pubes one by one.

i found a handkerchief in the pocket of the red pants. i'm hoping it was never used. if it's clean, that's quite a deal! i'm just kidding, it's fucking disgusting and i'm going to wash the hell out of the pants. you know what they say "el mundo es un panuelo"