"You think you know, but you have no idea..."
Trying to capture everything I do, futile as it may be.

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I keep a small notebook by my side and do my best to keep a log of my day-to-day activities. This is the result.


Slept at my West LA apartment last night. Went for a night drive to the Palisades. Windows down, music loud, no cares, the ocean on one side - THIS IS WHAT I'LL MISS ABOUT LOS ANGELES.
Didn't go out or anything. Watched TAR and Daniel Tosh. The Lakers beat the first-place Spurs in a blowout.

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Music: 30 Seconds to Mars - Closer to the Edge
I voted. Well, mailed in my vote-by-mail ballot. But I didn't put a stamp on it. Fucking cheap-ass election office, you're not going to make me have to pay to vote. Even if it is only $0.44.
Lunch: Big Fat Pita. They are a big fat ripoff. Charged me $9.75 for something listed on the menu as $8.50. I spoke with the owner, who said that they were updating the menus and that what I ordered was a "special." What the hell. At least I got My $1.25 back.

I'm sleepy and feeling melancholy this afternoon. Feeling lonely. Thinking about my life. Do people, my friends, really need me?


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