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I just finished my big final paper for a literature class, and I went outside to my porch to have a cigarette only to find that one of the seats out there (bucket seat ripped out of my old car) was overturned on the front lawn. Who the fuck did that? What is it with this fucking street that seems to attract drunk assholes intent on ruining my shit? First it's somebody smashing the mirror on my car, now people are trying to steal shit off of my deck?
Protip: You can have that shit when I put it out on the sidewalk, you fucking drunk morons. Otherwise, stay the hell away from my shit.
Either way, pretty soon most of the students will finally leave this town and this kind of thing won't happen as often. Also: paper and a HUGE test tomorrow, followed by a final in linguistics on Wednesday, and I'm DONE. Then I get to see Krista on Thursday, and help her move in to Bloomington Sunday. I can't wait for this summer.
Protip: You can have that shit when I put it out on the sidewalk, you fucking drunk morons. Otherwise, stay the hell away from my shit.
Either way, pretty soon most of the students will finally leave this town and this kind of thing won't happen as often. Also: paper and a HUGE test tomorrow, followed by a final in linguistics on Wednesday, and I'm DONE. Then I get to see Krista on Thursday, and help her move in to Bloomington Sunday. I can't wait for this summer.