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I don't really know what to write about my 5 or 6 days away. This medium isn't very good for capturing summaries simply because no one wants to read that much about you. So - we'll just say it was like pancakes - all great at first but by the end you are fucking sick of it. It was great to see Craig, Blake, Dheval, and Lenny (a shame I didn't get to see Danny, La, T, Alyson...) - Oasis was solid but ruined in a lot of ways. It was nice to be away and nice to come home. It's tough to be back at work but it's better knowing that stability exists on some axis somewhere. Cheers - maybe more later.
Pics(well sort of - it appears I have developed a double chin and my womanly side will not let me post ugly pictures of self)
That there on the right is Craigums clad in well...umm.. some sort of Baltimore pride night out shirt...engineers...pssshhhh.
My standard "I don't like cameras" pose. Man my head is square and my nose is pointy. If the girl on my right offered me marijuana or grabbed my hand to sing in unison one more time there was going to be either a fight or intercourse. Luckily, she got the hint when I gave her the old "don't touch Bret" shocked look.
Bonus - there are so many I figured I might as well show my eyes on one. The dialation....!
Ok so there are a few things I guess want to write about - no wait - nah - not going to do it. Let's just say this, I look and feel as emotionally and physically bankrupt as I do in those photos. Even though you can't see my eyes, trust me, they look poor and lost. Bankrupt - plain and simple.
