[Now Playing]: Pink - Don't Let Me Get Me

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Crystal is having probs at home. It's the same old shit, but shit tends to accumulate in nasty, lumpy piles.

So she left the piles at home. Now she's crashing at my pad indefinitely (read: until she starts making enough flow to get an apartment), which is cool. She's one of my best buds, and there's nothing I wouldn't do for a best bud. Well, almost. The only thing about her is that she's got a bad tendency to blame everything on herself. Girl's gotta lighten the hell up. Lord knows she's not the only person around doing stupid things.

Friday we watched some guy doing his acoustic coffee shop thing at Starbucks. He was pretty good despite that his opening song had to do with a tree.

Saturday + Sunday afternoon, I finished editing Dr. Burke's manuscript (in straight parenthesis: with the help of mom and Crystal). A+, teach. Thouroughly enjoyed it (in straight parenthesis: what I read at least). This leaves me workless the coming week. Ah well, I have been in need of sleep anyways.

Tonight we made matza ball soup. The directions said to roll the matza mix into 1-inch diameter balls. The first one Crystal rolled was almost 2 inches in diameter; after 20 minutes in boiling water, it swelled to merit the "Most Monstrous Frikken Matza Ball Val Has Ever Witnessed" Award. Don't try this at home, kids.

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