thoughts and mild paranoia: on special this week.

lost an election.
ate fries with mayo the other day.

I really am turning into Spencer.
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apparently, I am the happiest drunk ever on tequila.
I maintain it was the company.
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should really do work; if I go to the gong show, then sunday is a total writeoff.
fuck.
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I don't have my phone at the moment; my sister isn't speaking to the husband, so she took my phone. I don't get hers, though, which is ridiculous.