you know that shit, where that paramount mountain from the credits, is like, the mountain of the movie in questions first act? that shit is tight. i can't get enough of that shit. but you know, on an unrelated note? tomb raider: cradle of life is a fuck awful movie.
while i was packing up demario & ryan kept me company. we drank gin & played poker, of which i won grand master supreme title. all while listening to they might be giants, while demario was like, astounded by how nihilistic the motherfuckers were.
oh i know i have a week left in the state of ohio but i am not going to be tied down here much longer. tommorow me & cortney are going to get my move on. i fully intend to ask her if she has any intention of maybe visiting me once i get my own place. its so fucking weird to have my best friend of old tangled up in this web of whatever. though thats a real hindsight view of course. that old carosuel chestnut.