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my head is all over the place today. all up, no down, so that's a good thing.

two boys, two cell phones and a whoooole lotta wine. had another good night with dood last night. it's still hard to comprehend having that much fun, and relating so well, with someone who is a million miles away. i think about what it would be like to actually be in a bar hanging out, no need for a phone. maybe the distance is a good thing, the two of us in the same place might be trouble. i get banned from enough bars on my own, with him i think we'd eventually run out of places to chill. i guess we'll find out in a little over a month.

saw 13 going on 30 on friday. it was excellent. jennifer garner really was a thirteen-year-old, she was unbelievable. she was so convincing as an awkward little girl trapped in the body of a thirty-year-old. i wonder if i'm as convincing since the same could be said about me.

i told my friend lisa that i had some things that i wanted to get rid of. she's having a yard sale this month or next. it's all part of "operation scale down" which goes hand in hand with "operation relocate". she asked me if i had a lot to part with. i told her i didn't yet, but i'd like to. so she suggested me staying with her all weekend and having the sale together. drinking beer at noon on a saturday, sitting in the sun, selling junk to hillbillies just like sandford and son. that's guaranteed to be a good time.

i find myself obsessed with "hey mama" the new single from black eyed peas. the video is c-r-a-z-y. and i love it. i can't take my eyes off the chick in that group when she sings and dances. mostly when she dances. and her tiny little outfits. that's odd. i fear i'm growing less gay with each passing day. oh wait, i just bought win a date with tad hamilton, gayness still in check. anyway, i love the part where she does her little karen walker shimmy. hott.

worked my ass out today. got some excellent tips from peanut on how to shake things up on the treadmill. my fat/lazy ass was running today! that's right, running. he told me to run shorter amounts of time than i thought i should, but more often than i thought i could. i made a killer mix on the nomad, that always helps to keep me motivated, and the hour flew by. i attempted to run during every other song. i only ran about half of the song, but still i was impressed for my first time out. my ninth grade gym teacher would be so proud, me running and shit.

second to the last alias for the season tonight. it's just a jennifer garner filled weekend for this dood. i've heard some stories, i can't wait to see how and if they all play out. but three weeks until the season finale? i can't go that long without my fix.

"god it's good to be alive, and i'm still here waiting for you. and i can't believe it's coming true. i'm blind and waiting for you."