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I hope the Matrix Trio are writing a new hit song for Avril to sing at her wedding.

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So I read in the paper yesterday that Avril Lavigne and Derek Whibley are getting married. Are you kidding me? That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. They're going to have the dumbest kids. I fucking hate that stupid three foot tall, squishy-faced oompah-loompah mother fucker. You know what's awesome, though? I'll bet somewhere down the line, one or the other will come up with some fucking stupid idea that, "Hey, we should start a band together." Yeah, that's just what we need, two no talent fucking assholes writing more bad songs.

I'll bet all the mall punks and all the workers at Hot Topic are super excited.

what the heck?

Hey Dudes,

Got a new work schedule now that's fucking awesome. Jeff comes in Friday night for Nate's wedding this weekend. Friday night's also the rehersal dinner and Saturday's the wedding. I have to pick up my tux sometime soon.

Looks as if I'm staying in Omaha for at least a year. Good deal. Cheap rent, and I'm going to take some classes while I'm still here. Distance classes from somewhere else, since Omaha sucks!

I wanted to post a bunch of stupid stuff that happened at work today, but I think I'll do it later, if I still feel it necessary.

Peace outs,
Brett.

Moving?

So Jeanne and I have been thinking of moving from Omaha for school and stuff. We narrowed it down to Colorado, Northern California, Oregon, Washington, or Hawai'i. We decided that we're moving (as of now, hopefully) to this little suburb in Philadelphia known as Berkeley, CA.

I've wanted to move to the East Bay since high school, but I didn't know anyone there, and it was too expensive to move by myself. The opportunity came again when my roommate Vince went there last summer for school and Drew left with him. I told them that I'd move the next spring and ship my things there and ride my bike cross country.

One thing led to another and things kept getting pushed back and then I got married and all that jazz and we're thinking of moving there.

Great story, Breht.

All right. Peace out, yo!!!!