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Well, Jazzy’s is closed down. I was kind of excited to go and check it out. I do kind of remember it, but not really. Oh well. I remember it the best I can I guess. I do feel odd writing in a journal at a bar, but this bloody mary is delicious breakfast is good as well. Gwery. I don’t know. Some place is St. George. Really solid eggs, sausage, bacon, biscuits and gravy and hashbrowns. REally, I do wonder how old the bartender is. Probably a little older than me. Thirty five or thirty sixish. Either way, I’m not sure. Oh well. She’s cute. Well, not sure, but maybe I’ll go check out a brewery or two before hitting up Purgatory. I know it’s going to be a hip place, but I’ll get there early to be able ot get a spot at the bar and chill there most of the night. Get there around 7ish should be good. I’m going to try and be social tonight. We’ll see. I’ll probably do what I did at washed out and just keep to myself. It was still a good night. Should have went and talked to Kaylee. Jaylie. Would have been a fun conversation for sure. Og well. We’ll see how I feel later. Right now I’m down, but I’ll probably be she when the time comes. But I can almost guarantee it’ll be good. 

Cont. on 1/18

Do you ever feel those perfect moments and wish someone was there. I’m laying here and I just wish they felt what I felt and saw what I see. And holds your hand. It’s all I’ll ever hold on to. It is the way you won’t or I won’t. I want to look into you eyes and never. How do I feel. I feel like I’m happy. I came home, I just wish I wasn’t alone. I’m ok and I lay naked and just cuddle the sheets. It’s almost like It’s almost like 

I should have brought that tequila

I forgot what I was supposed to write down.