I did day 6 of my legs regiment.
Guitar practice was decent.
And then it finally happened. The last time I saw Jazz was the day before my LSAT. After a lot of reconnaissance since then and no sight of her, I was beginning to think she quit and move on to plan B of talking to her (which would've been to reacquaint myself with Branden at the Red Robin, whom she seems to be friends with). BUT out of nowhere, Jazz and a chick coworker walked out of the restaurant! I overheard her say something like ...
JAZZ: ... All we wanna do is party all day.
Into partying, eh? Brainstorming possible schemes now. But for that moment, I gleefully ran through the mall with my hand down my pants, running so that no one can stop me to ask, "Why is your hand down your pants?"
Arthur was inviting me to go Bowling, but instead I stayed at home to bust a #3 to the chick dressed as Sailor Moon yesterday.
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