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Yesterday, I ended poverty. Dunno what all the fuss was about. Was pretty easy. All I had to do was fuck around with the audience and play a song about torturing children. Simple as. Tomorrow, I'll start on finding that cure for cancer.

I get to see him in 6 days. I'm sorry if this is childish, but I am actually going to count the days. JUST YOU TRY AND STOP ME! We both hate marmite and were cubs and scouts. See?! We're already perfect!

I stayed up all night with Hal, De'ola, Dave and my brother last night, after many rums and cokes and beers. This means I just woke up at home, missing a beautifully gorgeous day and I am STILL unwashed. I am teh skank. Admire me.

I'm listening to Stephen Lynch. I'm laughing even though I'm lonely. I won't be lonely for long. Isn't that right, sweetie?

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