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i met two very lovely bois named chris yesterday. they are very different, but i liked them both.

got accosted by a jerk at the fetish club night we went to last night and was told to "smile, you're having fun." what kind of retard goes up to someone at a fetish club and tells them to smile? i wanted to punch him in the face and then say "sorry, my fetish is dominating total jackasses."

chado talked about neuromancer and obscure vinyl. a lot. aaron looked like a cross between andrew travelli (but i'm always the baron!) and my cousin sam. i don't think kevin said one word to me the whole time i was there. the d.j. looked EXACTLY like peter krause, and his girlfriend looked like carol kane. i ate the last slice of pizza and veronica was sad.

i think that sums up the evening.

the afternoon was lovely. my sister's new boi is like an abercrombie and fitch model with a brain and a goofy sense of humor. we sat on these rocks on an overhang in malibu and discussed strip yahtzee.

i think i'm going to rest for a minute now.