So, this Saturday was Scotts party thing. It was OK, I can't say I had fun, but I can't say I had a bad time. I got a bit drunk and sat around all night talking to people. I got close to decking Patricia, who took it upon herself to bug me about not having, or wanting a job AGAIN, I wish she would get it in her head to leave me be. Depression's a
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