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Last night, I was sitting on my stoop talking on the phone, and rolling
a cigarette, when I noticed a little baby nug sitting there. I am pretty
sure that my roommate and I have smoked up out here at least once, so I
thought to myself "Merry christmas" and added it to the end of my
cigarette. It was certainly not the nugget that...
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After my ridiculously extended weekend in NY, I returned home(longest fucking train ride ever, there are gory details, but no one needs to hear em.) to find that the screen on my laptop is fucking shattered. I can't begin to explain how much that fucking sucks. When you are a digital photographer, them things is kinda necessary, and my ass is way to broke to...
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Well, it was my intent to only stay in NY until friday. I was just going to drop off the truck and go home. My ex-employer pulled a switcheroo on me and mailed my last paycheck though, so I didn't get it in time to cash it on Friday. That wasn't the end of the world. My friends had a party last night anyway, so...
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Yesterday day was a prime example of why I am friends with Sean.

I already had all of my stuff packed in the back of my sister's truck, when I pulled up to Sean's at 7:30am. It didn't take us long to get all of his stuff into the truck, and by the time we were done, the back of the truck was so solidly...
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Sean and I just crossed the border into PA, and had a celebratory
spliff. We're almost home.

My birthday had the potential to be pretty disasterous. I am really stressed out about this move. I am having some serious separation anxiety over leaving some amazing friends behind. Then there is this fucking girl...

So my birthday could have been terrible, but ended up being fantastic. When it turned midnight and officially became my birthday, I was half naked, and dancing my ass...
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It's ok.
Heartache's a good place to leave this city from.
I'll say what's in my head,
But it really doesn't matter anyway.
Just make it my fault,
Or because of me,
Or on my account.
It's ok,
Heartache is where I'm at anyway.

My dad has this thing that he does. Every time things go to shit in my life, and it seems like everything is horrible, and nothing will be ok, my dad steps in and makes it alright. He doesn't even usualy acknowlege the problem. As a matter of fact he usualy doesn't. That isn't his style. I actualy wouldn't be surprised to find out that...
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