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[18 Mar 2008|11:17am] |
Losing the last game before the championship the day before St.Patrick's day does not leave room for a hangover until the 18th.
In other words, I'd rather be dead than feel as miserable as I do right now. I was able to put up a shit quality charm around my apartment to block out most of the noise from downstairs, and cover up all the windows because the sun is going to make my head explode...and it's already close enough to doing so without all that light. The light from my wand that I'm using to write all of this is giving me a headache.
So, really, don't bother trying to talk to me today. Or tomorrow, probably.
I figured I'd give you all some warning, because I plan on sleeping until Friday.
God damn it.
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