More:

Here is some more stuff:

1) Wesleyan sucks because they close down the pool at random times for no reason at all. I might get a membership at the YMCA just so that I can go at regular times.

2) I fought some kind of depression last week, which sucked, which came out of nowhere and stabbed me in the gut.

3) "I was the only one in the room with a bullet in their gut." Remember that line? Do you? Do you? Isn't that the one?

4) Dom brought some stuff to work today and we made Vietnamese food...spring rolls, they were, and we stuffed them with shrimp, beef, lettuce, cucumber, chives, and soy bean sauce.

5) In the afternoon I went to two stores around 25th and O, and Indian one and a Thai one, and bought good stuff so that I can make some good meals. Yum.

6) I got the bass here in my room, sitting next to the guitar. The band is going to happen, I just know it. Get ready.

7) I can't think of anything else to say, except that I went to bed at nine o'clock last night, like an old man. It felt good. Oh yeah, and I have been sleeping on the floor for the past three weeks. I started off in the first week of July, but only lasted like two nights, but now I have been doing it for a long, long time.

8) That is all for now. G'day mate.