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my coming home ordeal:

yes,its true,im not completely sober
nor am i 'dunk\' tipsy is even too much
whateber
i come home and i am hungry

you know the hunger

for some crazy mad, good willed reason i have bypassed every macdonalds/kfc oportunity on my homecoming route

i get home and i am face with= the last peice of apple pie
dont get me wrong, this isnt
the thast peice that we have perserved for the creator of the apple pie that holds all of its magical power
this os more of a
oh yeah, i guess we should leave that girl that made this that last peice that no one wants to eat...
uh huh
then i witnessed rows upon rows, nay! more like ranks of slices of sausege, thats right kielbasa as far as the eye can see
... terrifying
then i ate salad with my fingers
i ate salad with my hand
somehow this made me feel like id reached some really low level
alas alas
blah
its not so bad, just strange

apparently
chris's parents are leaving
on thursday
which means i would have about 3 days to catch up on all the sex iv been missing
lets all hope this is true

for a person who finds sex a daily necessity i am living in completely the wrong enviroment
completely[/I

thursday is my name day
i know you all want me to get fucked as a present
i know you do]