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the same old shinola
ugh ugh ugh.
i can't find my damn house keys for my parents house.
this is so utterly infuriating, i can't stand it.
the beautiful gay boys are going out dancing tonight, and we have been invited to join them, but i feel disinclined. i'm tired, and spent, and pissed off at the god of keys and other lost objects.
i hope d. won't be too disappointed if i don't want to go.
and now, damn it all to the ninth ring of hell, i have to go back to rehearsal and listen to
people putting on fake indian accents and trying to shepherd them around the pitfalls of the gutteral "r" and non-dentalised t's and d's.
what a life.
i can't find my damn house keys for my parents house.
this is so utterly infuriating, i can't stand it.
the beautiful gay boys are going out dancing tonight, and we have been invited to join them, but i feel disinclined. i'm tired, and spent, and pissed off at the god of keys and other lost objects.
i hope d. won't be too disappointed if i don't want to go.
and now, damn it all to the ninth ring of hell, i have to go back to rehearsal and listen to
people putting on fake indian accents and trying to shepherd them around the pitfalls of the gutteral "r" and non-dentalised t's and d's.
what a life.
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-Alex, putting peoples lives in perspective
PS - so start posting the good stuff, I need to live vicaiouscly through someone.
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