"Aemon's hand crept across the blankets, groping for Sam's arm. We must go to the docks, Sam.
him, then swept his black wool cloak about his rounded shoulders, slumped through the door, and
traders tied up beneath the domes and towers of the Sealord's Palace. To the west lay the Ragman's"
-paint paint paint
-i went grocery shopping on friday night. i know exciting eh but the fact that i went grocery shopping is a very important fact to mention since i have not done so in about 2 weeks which was filled with more pizza than what i should have ate.
-the last two days i have attempted to go shopping for clothes for me. i should be doing christmas shopping but for whatever reason i am not feeling christmas this year and i am not in the mood to shop for other people so that essentially means that everyone is going to get a fucking gift card. not out of laziness but out of.. well ya laziness anywayanyway i could not find one thing to buy well i did buy some more calvins because they were on sale at the bay and i really dont need them but i just love new underwear i do not know what it is but ya fetish much AND then today when i went downtown holy fucking shoot myself in the face guess who decided to go shopping on the same day as the santa claus parade downtown at first i did not notice but then when i saw all the people i put two and two together and then quickly tried to shop but found nothing and i am pissed because i have money actually to buy stuff and all i found was underwear and then the parade ended and it was like tour de familes with fucking strollers everywhere as they all raced back to the skytrain/bus/parking lot and then i like had a panic attack inside was like fuck this and went home. the end.
continuing to entertain myself...
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