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went to brians house last night wtih the seventeen yearold man child michael p, got too drunk, tried to sleep, puked got up, went to sleep on a futon in his parents room, woke up at five thirty in my futon but at the top of the stairs with a shitload of crap on face from garneau, went downstairs, drank a beer smoked a cig alone, woke up the manchild, went to attitash, got there at 830. Met up tyler and andrew, griff-walds showed up with brewer, taylor, and jmont, rode some shit all day, had a fucking blast, phil finally made it, its his birthday tonight at 12, hes gonna get owned, pointless update but its been a few days thought id share this crap.