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As soon as we hit port, I plan on curling up with a nice big case of Vitamin G. I plan on drinking so much ginuess that I fucking go comatose. I'm sick of alot of shit, and feel rather broken, helpless, inadiquate and lost. Just a something piggybacking the stress, I think. Right now I just want to lock myself in a room, get out of this uniform, shower (for longer than 5 minutes using 3 minutes of water...I want to shower for like 30 minutes), eat something not similar to shit, and crawl into a bed (THAT I FIT IN) and sleep, waking up for beer breaks. If you have my number, feel free to call. If you have my Email, I'll check it sunday. If you have anything else of mine, please give it back. If you have an email in your inbox from me, it means that I have been thinking of you(of course if you don't I probably don't have your email addy handy). If you are in the state of california, stop by and pull my ass out of bed ( need to get out more than sleep in). If you are reading this, your probably as big a dork as I am. :p
See you in a few days.
[powering down, 10-7 (out of service)]
See you in a few days.
[powering down, 10-7 (out of service)]