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[filthysinner]

It's getting closer and closer to moving time. I'm anxious to get the hell out of Vegas, even though I'm moving from the middle of nowhere to a place that's even more in the middle of nowhere. I am happy about it because it will be a new place with new things, a new experiance. Doesn't matter if it's good or bad. I like it because it's new.

I crave new constantly.

Other than that, nothing. As always. Battling myself daily, dragging myself out of bed to go to work everyday, cleaning, packing. Blah Blah Blah.