march 18th, 2017: we're cursed; i looked it in the eyes...

i didnt sleep nearly as well as last night. my mind is all wrapped up in things that id like removed. in time...these things always go away in time. or they just get twisted around into the form of regret. either way i guess it doesnt much matter.

well, today was the day the atmos air max's went on sale. and what a terrible sale it was. more limited than my hardest to get jordans. pure craziness. 

the plan was to move on around 9:30, but tran decided to make a big ol' thing of pho and have cake too. i wasnt having any of that though. instead i went with my texas roadhouse leftovers.

a trip to the outlets. i wanted some shoes, but that didnt work out. so i guess ill be chipping away at the list from online. the adidas adicolor shkmin didnt happen either, however that was dude to coupon things.

beginning the long trip back. it went mostly fine until we hit the 'welcome to new mexico' billboard. and then it all fell apart. im not sure if we missed a turn or what, but we ended up in the worst part of this already awful state. next thing i know we're driving up the side of a mountain... eventually we made it down to fat alamo. we stopped for food and it was everything we expected. shit. the type of thing a peasants dog would eat. with a side of disappointment in a cup.

during dinner we reflected on the trip. it was a really good time. lots of stuff happened that was forgotten about. like that orange juice that may just kill us. why was that sign not more visible? either way, now we're back down here. and hating it.

splitting up our things. going our separate ways. i just want to go home and forget the second half of the day happened. and its only 8:30...