I'm allergic to weekends.

So. I am having another shitty day. My poor iPod had a fight with the pavement. And lost. -cry- I'm not happy. And now I'm at a party. I'm not fond of parties. So it's straight to the booze for me. I hate to do it, but I grabbed a bottle of Mike's nearly as soon as I arrived. I'm not a drunk, this is likely one of two, or perhaps the only one, that I will be having today. I just wanna go home. And crawl into bed and sleep for a few months.

In other news, Remy is addicted to Second Life. It's really bad. So what am I doing? Leeching internet and sitting in Second Life. Sounds good to Remy Sounds antisocial to me. Surprise surprise.

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Randi