Here's another reason I 'should' be drinking today.

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RRRRRAAAAAHHHHHGGGHHHHH!!!!
FUCK that game! That goddamn Def Jam. I can easily beat any opponent in the game on maximum difficulty, but when you have to do team matches with the computer, your goddamn ally gets in your way so FUCKING much you might as well be fucking fighting 3 opponents. FUCK that! and FUCK you too! FUCK!

At work tonight, all the computer systems were down due to a disk failure. Everything had to be checked out manually. Then when the systems were repaired at 10PM, the 12 hour backup had to be entered into the computer system, and so did 12 hours worth of checkins. I enjoyed myself.

I woke up at 1:30PM this afternoon with a brass key duct taped to my hand. Anyone who can guess why wins a prize. and everyone gets one hint:

1. I drank an entire liter of rum in the span of about 4 hours last night.

All are eligible to compete, with the exception of that beautiful, sweet, and sexy ladyfriend of mine, Miss Kara.

Your Love Style is Eros


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I can hardly type. I'm awake now. I had no control over those dreams. I feel very sick. I think I hurt myself. I'm going to just be quiet for a few days. I'm very sorry.

I opened a page of Maxim magazine while I was out.
On page 150 there was a picture of Jennifer Love Hewitt. In some very sexy black lingerie.
On page 151 there was a picture of Jack Daniels Old No. 7 Quality Tennessee Sour Mash Whiskey.
I got an erection. I'm confused as to what caused it.

HOLY SHIT! (look at that full bar! Damn, that whole minifridge is full of imports!)


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