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please be patient w/ me

I love wilco concerts in the pouring rain w/ new friends & I've officially joined two new bandwagons: onitsuka & trader joe's. Getting totally soaked last night gave me an excuse to use leather conditioner on [and further preserve for future generations] my wallet that my grandma gave me in hs.

I need to get some thoughts about bonnaroo down...but I always say this about stuff/events and I rarely get around to doing it [at least not enough to do them justice]

two bits of negativity:

- friends suck more often than they should: apparently if you learn your lesson and stop wasting so much of your time trying to get all of your 'old' friends to hang out together it means you've changed & that you're too busy for everyone.

- I haven't spoken to my dad in like two weeks, despite the fact that I called him and left a message on father's day [I was at bonnaroo but I sent him a card so I'm good] and have called several times since [sons > girlfriends]

eh, this is funny

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