04 August 2004

I just got home from poker and I left when I wanted to. Not when the bus left. Not when my ride left. Not 40 minutes before I wanted to leave because it would take that long to get home. I left when I wanted to, and it feels great.

Moving to this new house feels like getting out of a bad relationship. I mean sure the old house was really really hot, but damn it's great to have my freedom back.

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