So I wake up this morning on the couch still kinda fucked up. The empty 1.5 liter bottle of wine, a scrawled list of rules for a drinking game to That 70's Show and two cups remind me why. I move to my room and it's 9:42 18 minutes before weight lifting but I can summon no enthusiasm for it. I check my syllabus and realize I can still skip and
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