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thepnutgalleryWoke up feeling fine, despite getting so drunk the day before. Just kind of thirsty. Drank two cups of water, woke Julian up, and got dressed. Except when I started putting my shoes on, my legs suddenly started trembling uncontrollably. Felt like I was walking on broken glass sunshine a dream the sun the moon the wild side air by Jello.
I regularly walk about a half mile or so in to work, and there was no way my legs were going to carry me that far, so I called in. Julian stayed up, but I later found him passed out on the couch, and then he came and laid next to me. I'd downloaded a new game on my phone, but it's part of a new breed of Freemium games. They're incredibly easy to start, with tons of bonuses and various things to power up. Each level is basically the same, the AI is pretty painfully stupid and slow. But then the power level of the opponents starts increasing exponentially, but you're already 10 stages in, so becoming VIP starts looking more and more promising. Freemium business models fascinate me almost as much as they infuriate me.
I gave Julian a ride home around 1, then journaled at his place while he got ready. I meant to drop some cash off at the bank, but didn't get around to it. My legs were feeling mostly better by then, but Jeff Browne was supposed to come over at 7, I texted him at 6:55 to let him know I had saved my space for him. I didn't hear back until after 8pm. He'd been texting my "other number" the whole time. My "other number" is not any number I've ever had. It was a misdial by him initially, and he noted the first time we texted that he'd had my number wrong. He's been texting that number.
Tim came over with Pupple, we watched the Minion movie. I couldn't get into it, though knowing Sandra Bullock was the voice of Scarlett made it better for me. I jerked off, went to bed. Thought, for some reason, about an old zombie comic I read once that kept me up all night. It didn't keep me up all night, but I did have trouble sleeping.
I regularly walk about a half mile or so in to work, and there was no way my legs were going to carry me that far, so I called in. Julian stayed up, but I later found him passed out on the couch, and then he came and laid next to me. I'd downloaded a new game on my phone, but it's part of a new breed of Freemium games. They're incredibly easy to start, with tons of bonuses and various things to power up. Each level is basically the same, the AI is pretty painfully stupid and slow. But then the power level of the opponents starts increasing exponentially, but you're already 10 stages in, so becoming VIP starts looking more and more promising. Freemium business models fascinate me almost as much as they infuriate me.
I gave Julian a ride home around 1, then journaled at his place while he got ready. I meant to drop some cash off at the bank, but didn't get around to it. My legs were feeling mostly better by then, but Jeff Browne was supposed to come over at 7, I texted him at 6:55 to let him know I had saved my space for him. I didn't hear back until after 8pm. He'd been texting my "other number" the whole time. My "other number" is not any number I've ever had. It was a misdial by him initially, and he noted the first time we texted that he'd had my number wrong. He's been texting that number.
Tim came over with Pupple, we watched the Minion movie. I couldn't get into it, though knowing Sandra Bullock was the voice of Scarlett made it better for me. I jerked off, went to bed. Thought, for some reason, about an old zombie comic I read once that kept me up all night. It didn't keep me up all night, but I did have trouble sleeping.
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