i thought last night was a good nite, until this morning when i realized I lost my backpack somewheree in whistler village,
it only had my first 20 pages of my script, my address book, about 2000 photo's of buddies of mine, dancing with chicks that arn;'t there girl friends, my video camera, a few good books, and a movie, from rodgers video (Cruel intentions)
anyways, im a fucken idiot,
im waiting like a crack junkie for the threater to open.,.... stay tuned...
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