Last night/this morning '95 got jacked. We lost two computers (Brian and Gio's), a guitar (Brian's), and Wilt the fucking Stilt Chamberlain! The weirdest part is that they didn't take Dougs computer that was out in the living room (and in way better condition than Gio's and Brian's) and they took Brian's guitar out of the case before stealing it while my way more expensive guitar was on a stand in the living room. Conclusion: tweaker.
(Cue sad inspirational music for Wilt remembrance montage)
Look hard he's there...
Heroes are remembered but legends never die. Wilt 2008-2010.
Today we also drove up to Spencer's house in Reedley on the way to Tahoe. This meant one thing... BROOKLYN!!! Bitch did a backflip when she saw us. I haven't seen her since the week before Halloween (564 days) and baby girl hasn't changed a bit.
This means she looooooooooves me.
She is dreaming of running alongside me in a never ending field filled with small children, each one with two treats in their hands.
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