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It got better. Much better. My piercer and friend Tyler came over last night to jam and get drunk with me. Some guy named Miles started saying shit like "Oh I respect you so much cause of what you've done to your body, you're crazy man" and so forth, and even shook his hand cause of his forearm branding. I started mocking him and making fun of him, cause I think what he did was stupid. He doesn't know the fucking half of it. This morning Tyler and I went to Toronto and spent the day there. I brought my guitar with me. He brought his lungs. I met 2 other IAM members, Dan and Mark. They booked a 2 hour session at a cheap ass studio, so we went there and jammed. Long story short, I'm in a band. The shenanigans in my life are much less boring.
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