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Weekend plans

Not the most productive of days, but to be honest, it's been a beast of a week. With the exception of today, I've hit the ground running everyday this week. At any rate, I'm glad that it's over; I'm glad that this weekend is three days long! It'll be nice and eventful too. Gotta stay off the "Spyro", I spent nearly 90 minutes on it last night before I realized that I have a life. Have a Toastmasters Officer training course tomorrow morning, maybe I'll catch one of my movies in the afternoon and do some writing tomorrow evening. Sunday, I'll be laying down some tracks for my good buddy, Nate, maybe a movie that evening and then Monday, another movie (in the theaters...maybe Kinsey or Bad Education), then I'm off to the Birchmere to see Allan Holdsworth perform and then...

...oh who am I kidding, I'll spend it sleeping, sipping coffee and playing Spyro!

Ah, the path of least resistance...



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