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what a fucking day, 6 hours of work, hot soup all over my goddamn face, facts i DID NOT need to know, good friends, and an amazing girlfriend, everything is okay....i just have to keep telling myself that. I finally cut my hair, it was just getting to the point where it was pissing me off, so i got it cut. i think it looks pretty good, and so does alison, and thats really all that matters. so much to process...i need some time to file all the sporatic thoughts in my brain before my head explodes all over the goddamn place