hey so its friday night again, and im not as excited as last friday night. my gusto for life is not as high as it usually is. . .
oh well.... i think its cos i feel very alone. my closest best friend moved to LA, my other best friend is too busy growing pot to have any time to hang or talk on the phone, and i live in a remote town in the middle of a whole hell of a lot of fuckin vineyards, mountains, and people who grow pot. and i dont smoke dope, drink wine, or climb mountains, so im kinda up shit creek. oh and my house hasnt sold - so im broke and i cant go anywhere. ah well such is life sometimes..........

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