I'm typing this from Alyssa's apartment where I drink glass after glass of wine in a quasi celebration to my ability to get fired from that hellhole that has drug me down for the last three years. I was milking them for all they were worth these last few weeks, coming in whenever i wanted, leaving as I felt neccessary. Oh well, boo-fucking-hoo, I
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