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[misterplowdavid]

No sick, perverse, grotesque, near-bacchanalian celebrations this year. No Mardi Gras for me, and for the first time ever. I'm fucking depressed about it, and the reality of all the fun craziness I'll be missing hit me just now, like a mean left hook. Why it hasn't sunk in until now I can't explain.

I'm off Saturday, which means I'll likely be drunk, immersed in a giant Pity Party...