I got a job, I don't want to go. Lost the post to my monroe, now I have to wear the longer one which sucks. My hair is gross. Good show tomorrow night. There is clutter all over the house, everyone's packing. We're getting a POD. I can't wait for May 20th. Three bathtubs full of beer, people I never have to see again if I don't want to, and the
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