34 grams of metamyosyn enhanced protien... 8:43 p.m. 08.04.2002
Holy shit, I just spent the last two days photographing poker chips, decks of cards, and fucking Pia-Gow sets... for MONEY.

I can�t tell you how great I feel right now. I got out last night to a house warming party where I only new a few of the guests, it was fantastic to get out there and mingle among strangers again. I almost forgot how good I was at it, and how fun it could be. And then to be complemented till near death by Erica to some of those guests was... strange. So this is what appreciation feels like? Even if I think she may over do it quite a bit, it was still very touching for her to say those wonderful things about me. I swear � of the blood in my body was sitting in my face. Erica, my dear... You�re a perpetual moment. And on top of that I worked for positive income!

Can this weekend get any better? I�m feeling oddly un-stone (who was mistaken for a tortoise) like. It�s a good thing, I think. I have renewed positivity and confidence in the outcome of this mess.

Isn�t this just a disgustingly great entry? Bleh, you know you hate it! Admit it!! You don�t read these things for good thoughts and happy fuckin vibes, you want gore and misery baby! Well.. Maybe that�ll be next weekend.. but for now, suffer in silence!!!

I�m going to go drink a nice big bottle of wine, play Golden-Tee, and laugh, genuinely.

Pornographic girls and dope beats,

-G