I wish Nick would go away. I got two e-mails from him today telling me what a cuntrag I am.
But then I got an e-mail from Brian.
And I got my story done. And we got the paper out kind of early. And this is another week over. Which means I have the weekend to sleep, read and do homework. And cook. I want to make something in my slow cooker. I am feeling domestic. So all I have to do is get through Jim's class tomorrow night. And then Jamey, Beth and I are smoking. And maybe drinking. Hopefully.
Life is good. Fuck Nick.
Hooray.
But then I got an e-mail from Brian.

Life is good. Fuck Nick.
Hooray.

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trixel:
I want a slowcooker. What size do you have? Any tips?
akirali:
Heheh I told you I was a dork
Those litle guys told me they miss you too

