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have a great fucking week
boring boring boring
blahblahblahblahsameoldshitsameoldshit
have a great fucking week
fuck man, Otis always knows the right thing to say.
It doesn't matter how I'm feeling, nothing ever makes me feel better.
It doesn't matter how I'm feeling, nothing ever makes me feel better.
I'll be wiggling around to this this week.
Sundance is over. He'll be coming home soon. I don't know what I'm doing.
I miss a bunch of you people. A heck of a lot.
fifteen days into this year and its already been up and down for me. my grandmother died. i went to california. i realized i'm not as bad off mentally as i thought. i realized that my family is sorry for the years of .... nothing. i went to dc and spent time with my younger brothers and sister. i haven't worked as much as i wish i had. i went out last night for the first time in ages, it was wonderful. but now i'm sick. my whole body is aching and i am dizzy and weak.
i don't know why i updated this. i probably won't again for awhile. i never know what to say to you people or if it's even really getting read.
i don't know why i updated this. i probably won't again for awhile. i never know what to say to you people or if it's even really getting read.
THINGS:
just ate a whole bunch of Polish Christmas Eve dinner. Feel like a fat kid.
had an allergy attack following the Polish Christmas Eve dinner. Clearly allergic to.... something.
ate too much at said dinner due to being mildly drunk. Had lots of wine, and some coconut Ciroc and ginger ale.
Coconut Ciroc does NOT turn you into Diddy. Better luck next time, self.
going to take my drunken self to church in a bit with the boy's family. I promise to tell you of any complications.
may burst into flame.
may be too drunk to understand Christmas sermon.
Happy Christmas everybody!
(next year I'm knitting myself a Harry Potter Weasley sweater, and a Ron Weasley one for my bffffff Cassy)
(just sayin')
(wish I had a Weasley sweater now)
(I just have a cardigan)
(and the sneezes)
just ate a whole bunch of Polish Christmas Eve dinner. Feel like a fat kid.
had an allergy attack following the Polish Christmas Eve dinner. Clearly allergic to.... something.
ate too much at said dinner due to being mildly drunk. Had lots of wine, and some coconut Ciroc and ginger ale.
Coconut Ciroc does NOT turn you into Diddy. Better luck next time, self.
going to take my drunken self to church in a bit with the boy's family. I promise to tell you of any complications.
may burst into flame.
may be too drunk to understand Christmas sermon.
Happy Christmas everybody!
(next year I'm knitting myself a Harry Potter Weasley sweater, and a Ron Weasley one for my bffffff Cassy)
(just sayin')
(wish I had a Weasley sweater now)
(I just have a cardigan)
(and the sneezes)
sicksicksicksicksicksicksick
at least thanksgiving was good, seeing my family was nice. my head is stuffy and i'm ready to die and i don't have a day off for another week. wish me all of the luck.
at least thanksgiving was good, seeing my family was nice. my head is stuffy and i'm ready to die and i don't have a day off for another week. wish me all of the luck.

