what am i talk about? my r.v.p. tore me a new ahol. and he didn't do it quick with his teeth, he used his tongue and it took forever.(if you don't understand that metaphor i just came up with, god bless you and your life because you don't have to deal with b.s. like this) anyways, i was seriously jacked up after that. i drank 'til five in the a.m. watching terrible, terrible movies that people should be killed for making. serious. i had problems dealing with that altercation.
so, yeah, today made me feel soooooo much better. too bad it took a ton of money to feel great, but it did the trick. now tomorrow i get to accomplish some new apartment perks after building some ikea products. i've barely started and the homestead has freshened up a bit. so cool. you know what, my dialect has turned into valley boy rhythmns and i don't care.
i can't wait for tomorrow duder!
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