I don't have too much planned. I'll probably drive to Vegas some weekend to play poker when I get frsutrated with the CA poker clubs, but I haven't figured out when that'll be yet. I'll be in W. Hollywood again. On Fairfax, actually. You could just walk up and down Fairfax screaming my name and I'd find you.
I can't imagine it'll take a whole hour to be bored with me. It's not like I'll be running around slapping little boys in the face with my *****.
Unless it's a Wednesday.
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