r.i.p. beloved rugby sweatshirt, marred on the front by a spill of rubber cement. i hate stupid rubber cement.
i am sick again. i suppose it it my own fault for working with snotty-nosed kids.
i wish i had more skillz.
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i'm sorry about your sweatshirt.
oh stop whining, at least you still have yours.
at least you don't lose EVERYTHING YOU OWN.
i am listening to all my guilty pleasure music.
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