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Saturday, January 9, 2010

i wish i could share my life with the world


having everybody back home for the holidays has made me reflect
on the fact that i have a handful of the greatest friends ever.

there was a blizzard in milwaukee 2 days ago
my best friend and i walked about 5 miles through it
tracing triforces and double helixes
in the snow on the MSOE campus
and perusing cheap records at exclusive
(their selection sucks)

post blizzard day:
when everything in the city looks absolutely perfect
we ventured out again
sat down for lunch at an adorable diner by the marquette campus
split a chocolate malt for dessert
took our leftovers to josh's house with a note stating:
"josh-inside is your son. hopefully you can care for him better than i have. love always, rita"
underneath read: "actually is chicken. -jennell and crystal"
left it on the front porch
awesome.
then got mango lassi from bombay sweets on the south side
i love that shit
walked around bayview, checking out all the shops for anything interesting
talked about anal hearse at rush-mor records
jennell found a 7" of a swedish band doing minor threat covers
was only $3. turned out to be fucking awesome.
stopped by collector's edge.
bought the christmas issue of the GREAT LAKES AVENGERS
got a history lesson about Squirrel Girl from the guy behind the counter
he was awesome. Squirrel Girl is awesome. that is all.
went to Brewing Grounds and hung out with Katie all evening while Jennell was working
i read the comic book we got
it's awesome. really funny.
dan/megan/cris came to the shop
jennell got off work and we all went to ian's to grab a slice of pizza
came back to the shop and just spent quality time together until 2am

dan goes back to yale today
:[
bummed.





footnote: if i am indeed moving to california in march, that leaves me with very little time here in wisconsin. it's finally dawning on me. good thing things are not set in stone, yet. because i am having a killer time right now. :]

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