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I'm very moody lately. Here I am sitting in bed writing in LJ while most of my friends are drinking, partying at the typical Friday hangout. Frankly, I'm just not in the mood. I am tired of going out just to drink, pass out flyers for an upcoming pool party encouraging more drinking, socializing until I end up driving my roommate home as he pukes on himself and I have to be the one somehow take him up to his bedroom without getting any of the throw up on me. Maybe I'm too told for this shit. Maybe I miss having a nice dinner with my boyfriend. Maybe I miss having a boyfriend. Maybe I'll never have another one. Maybe I don't care. Maybe...