Yesterday after school Daveed and I went to a bunch of random places…circuit city, Costco, pho, and this magic card shop. Fun times with british accents, playground structures, lip syncing, dropping chicken, yelling fight, and my first “magic” experience (and my last).

I went to work after that, and afterwards I headed over to Half Moon Bay with Daveed and Patrick for a bonfire that ended up not happening because they’re illegal on Venice Beach. Even though things didn’t go according to plan, I still had a good time. It could’ve been more fun if there were more people and if we actually got a bonfire going, but it wasn’t a waste of an evening. Got to talk with my friends and play this band-artist naming game (that I did NOT lose at)…so it’s all gravy.

Thanks for dinner (I love pho) and thanks for driving us Daveed!

And no thanks for taking me to C and J’s. I actually knew where we were going, and yet I still walked in there. What's wrong with me. I can't beleive you would spend money to buy these cards. Magic geeks.