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I woke up this morning and immediately wanted pizza, which makes sense because food is really the only motivating factor that gets me in gear for doing anything. All I think about is 'hmm what can I do today that would make me deserve to eat half a greasy pizza or an enormous cheese sub? Shopping is exercise right?'.

This city has the best New York style pizza on earth I swear. It's better than New York!
JoJo's is pretty damn good. Not as good when it gets cold.

The Pizza Place is teh JAMS though! My god I've never had a pizza that good in my life and I used to live right accross the street from it. Hmm funny how when I moved away I lost 20 lbs. It's such good pizza but so expensive and the people are rude. It's like the soup nazi on Seinfeld, who gives a shit if he's rude the food is too good.

Why am I blogging about this? I'm going to go eat.

So we took a trip up to Philly this past weekend so that I could shoot with Baxter and see my best friend from the woodbridge days.
There just doesn't ever seem to be enough time in a day! We got in on Friday around 2, dropped my cat off at Mike's house, met up with Baxter and chatted about plans, tried to go to H&M but got caught up in rush hour traffic and then ended up lost in N. Philly because I'm stubborn. Later that night Mike took us out to Pope where we met up with John Fallon, his Brother and his brother's girlfriend and we had expensive beers that tasted like wine and were 11% ABV.
Me, Cameron and Mike got a little drunk. John SHOWED UP drunk and it was hilarious because he looks like a leprechaun.

Saturday morning I dropped Mike off at work and headed over to Baxter's to shoot. We had a lot of fun, he shoots really fast which I appreciate emmensely because it means that we could get more done and i think we both left pretty stoked with everything. I hope to go back again soon.

We went to the Dave & Busters in Philly... um it's pretty ridiculous. Me and Cameron decided later that they should really make adult sized ball pits and tunnels to crawl around in (at least we wont shit in them). I had a delicious veggie burger and then delicious chocolate fondue. I swear I was moving in slow motion after eating all of that food and then what do we do? Throw me in a tiny bathing suit!

After I left Jeff we went back to the house where we were lazy and watched Lord of the Rings and I couldn't stop saying "What's TATERS Precious?!" because I think it's the funniest shit evAR.

It was a good trip. I wish I had gotten more christmas shopping done but there just wasn't the time.

I have just been calling him little man. He is a blue rex (that means his fur is a blueish gray and curly). He is SO adorable and sweet and I just can't believe that he doesn't have a name yet!

A couple of names have been floating around-
Lemmy, Grim, Wheaties ??

I choked in the car today and had to give myself the heimlich which was really more just like punching myself in the diaphragm.
Yeah, I was struggling to stay awake at Biology during the test as a result of not sleeping more than 5 hours for weeks so I was chugging coffee and tried to take an aderall. That was when the choking happened.
It was embarassing. I just had this moment where I realized, hey, I can't swallow this and I also can't breath, then I spit coffee up all over my shoes and my car and everything else and continued gasping for way longer than I would have liked.