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I went back to SJ this weekend to work and do free laundry. It was good to see my family, and Saturday night was the Marti�Brom show at the Blank. After work I�took the bus from the store and met Stacy at Hawgs. We hit up the Caravan after that and after that�went headed for the Blank. I really miss Drunk�Tuesdays. Only this time, Stacy got drunk before like, nine, so we had to talk about her fears and feelings and stuff. That was okay though. We got inside and the first band I�recognzied. I donapos;t know their name but I had seent hem before and, eh. Whatever. Not super cool. Not awful. Then the second group came up and we were like... Whoah. The lady up there singing was all womanly and stuff and a total belter. She had this awesome dress that was like, leapord print on the front and bright red on the sides and her lipstick was SO�RED and glittery. She wore a classy set of pumps and I even like, I�dunno, danced a little. We so thought she was Marti Brom until the end of her set when she said, up next, Marti�Brom Oops

Then I�realized I did not have my keys any longer. Yes, they are gone. Totally killed my night. Fortunately Greg is so awesome and dropped me off at my parentsapos;. My dad had a spare key for my jeep and drove me up there today. Those FUCKERS who run the apartment charged me fifty bucks to let me back into my place and they say it is an addional fifty dollars for every key needing replacement. Now, I have a spare set for the building and my studio, and the laundry room key I do not actually need, as the doorjamb is so worn down you merely need to pull the door and it opens. In fact it if you attempt to unlock it, it will not open.

HAHAHA�OH�SAN�FRANCISCO.



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