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How very strange the folks around here are. Strange, in a lovely sort of way.

So who do I have to blow/pay off/kill to spend more than 4-5 hours of consciousness with my girl? Ugh, all school and no Sarah...

What a week...she goes pink, I go broke, and A Perfect Circle's new original track gets leaked (I'm fucking obsessed with this band, as you might have noticed--and it is that good: http://divelsfoot.com/gallery/data/501/11704-a_perfect_circle-passive_explicit_-fnt.mp3

And it's only goddamn Wednesday.
Fuck. I need a shower, a six-pack of Leinie's, and a nap and I'd be golden. None of these things seem forthcoming.

Will leaving her never be easy? And would I even want it to be anything but painful?

Current stats:
Desire to drop out of school - 85% of max.
Desire to find a couch & sleep - 20% of max.
Desire to sit in Johnnie's lap - 2% of max.
Need to switch up my CD wallet - 100%.
Need to find a danish - 68% of max.
Likelihood of arguing on the phone tonight - 90% of max.

Not a good day. Not a bad one.
Sorry, neodrunk.