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i just drank 4 nights in a row and walked home 2.5 miles from werblin to easton ave. i dont remember going there in the first place at 8am. it was raining. now my body is in a complete state of shock and i have a group project meeting at 1pm. two full papers to write today and i need to practice my stupid group presentation for tommorow and actually get 8 hours of sleep tonight so i dont bonk tommorow. now i'm just being hopeful. this is going to be one fucking long week. i need a break from everything. theres no food, or very little. i've been food shopping the last few times and cant afford to eat out, nor do i really like to much. i've been listening to Oasis a lot recently and Tom burned me the only Ted Leo cd that i'm missing which made me really happy. i'm going to try to find time to listen to it later today. i should really shower but dont have any clean towels since they were all dumped into Scott Angus' driveway during Chris and Varun's party. their friends were assholes. if they invite their friends to my party, i'll make sure to charge them $5 at the door. we need that to repair all the damage in the bathroom. those bastards. not only are my towels not clean, but they are also still wet because someone threw them on the kitchen table. that is obviously not a place for towels. c'mon kids, you should know better. white russians are slowly becoming my favorite drink. well maybe not yet. surfers on acid are still completely awesome. i'll never get enough of those. i can't wait till the ocean water gets over 55 degrees so i can go surfing again. i'll have so many more friends to go surfing with this summer other than richard, pete, greg and drew. now i'll have pavli, tom, arthur and so many others from Werblin..uh, i need to get my work together..