hot tv nite yesterday, started it up with top gun around 10. being that my memory is terrible its funny that i have some kind of strange space in my brain where i really remember watching that movie 20 odd years ago. Goose dying didnt get me to cry this time but the take my breath away scene is still hot, well filmed. then i switched to an amazing soccer game between a brazilian team and a paraguayan team, and during halftime discovered on the very next channel a fascinatingly pathetic documentary abt a stripper named cashmere, the nasty dude who is her big $$ customer, and her boyfriend who had the most laughable labrette piercing ever.
nuff said. now, today, i have been once again taught that age old computer lesson that i learned in 4th grade when i lost my copy of my paper on jamestown that my sister mostly wrote. no the lesson is not that you shouldnt lie steal or cheat or have your sister do your work for you, but that you best back your shit up. i put the finishing touches on the database the day before yesterday, went to make the backup copy today, and the damn computer turned into a pumpkin overnite. no shit. aint that a bitch.
well i guess i´ll come back and finish it up again after guatemala. laughable really. all that i really care about is for ms atlanta to write but whatever happens happens.
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