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Anybody really close to me knows recently I had a complete mental relapse. I was going insane with stress, things like getting to Georgetown so I could work to pay rent, getting in enough study time for school, trying to eat properly (which I never did anyways, but whatever). I'm feeling fine now, I dont work at Crosby's anymore, so I dont have to deal with the commute there anymore (which was turning into epic journeys once my car got towed). Quitting there was liberating, but sad. Its a place where I worked with alot of the same people for 5 years, and made wayy too many close friends to just be able to leave behind without a second though. Me and Josh were fucking brothers, and I was tight with people like Cara, Kurt, Parker, Fran, Sean (best friend anyways, good to know Ill still see him) Alicia, Greeny, the fucking list goes on (spent the night getting hammered in Chinatown last night, I'm too tired to think of the whole list). Sucks, but it was completely necessary (plus my new job will pay way more).
Fuck this cold rain, I wanna skate, but my bike has now become a solid replacement. Biking through the financial district is a blast.
I need a desk. Anybody willing to donate?
Fuck this cold rain, I wanna skate, but my bike has now become a solid replacement. Biking through the financial district is a blast.
I need a desk. Anybody willing to donate?