2006-02-19 - 9:00 p.m.

What a weekend. It didn't stop. Room to room, people everywhere. Talking....talking. Take a hit, up to the room. Some Dave playing in the background. More and more Dave. Go outside, cold bus stop, wait for ten minutes. Sit on public bus. Enjoy the view of downtown Minneapolis. Listen to Dave. On the bus, in the station, on the train. Look at people, homeless people. Walk to bus, listen to Dave, transfer slips...to Matt's house. Passed out Matt, 153 proof vodka, evil twin vodka, Shane and Rachel, cold places. Food from different places. Three bowls in a morning, you have very beautiful eyes. Back and forth, more weed, more alcohol, more everything. Keep going, pass out, wake up and start over.

And now things are ready to calm down. I'm back at home, not like I want to be. I would have rather stayed in Minneapolis and got a job and partied all the fucking time but one day, I will get my space up there and life will fucking rock.

I still have Dave, thank god for Dave. He keeps the chill all around. I can still remember Pink Floyd and the most amazing show ever.

L-Kiws

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