Birthweek, day four... I went to grant a pretty lady happy birthday, I stole the night. I ended up drunk and the owner granted me safe passage into the land of... not sober... O_o/ .... yes... Though the morning of my proper birth day started drunkenly and at the best noms foodening location at the hours of proper drinkening... I cannot wait for the proper...
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Day 3 of birthweek. The urge to vomit on someone has passed. I had more money in my bank than i thought, I think I'll go out soon. Last night was just full of sleep. Sweet delicious sleep. My ex doesn't seem to get the point that it is over but at least there is still secks. I'm not sure how I feel about this....
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Day two of birthweek. Been to the bar and done the hammer time three times so far. I have had the urge to vomit on someone just to be rude
. I don't know why. I question my survival. So much party left . On a slightly more depressing note, I might miss Skeleton Witch. Time to go to metro and beer meow. ugh...
All this has happened before, and all this will happen again.