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So I sit here at 1 AM drinking a JAck and Coke at my apartment because I was sick of paying for them at the bars. I have no clue why I'm typing in here, or more importantly why my typing ability is as amazing as it is right now in this random state of extreme drunkeness I always find myself in. Perhaps I'm so used to being this drunk that it's almost like being sober. Regardless, this shall be entertaining to read in the morning. I have no cocaine in my system at the moment, but I did drink a can of sparks. I miss Ally and Lyns, they watched out for me good. The girls I go out with now are mehhh, they always want to go to darkhorse which SUCKSSS Shannon rocks though, but that's because she's from long island and long island girls ROCK. I'm only at my house now, because I consider it another bar, but a bar that serves drinks for free...my liver hates me right now, I think I just felt it kick. I've been getting in wayyy too mcuh trouble when I go out. Leaving a place, and not getting home for an dhour later on a nightly basis and not knowiung what happened in the meantime is bad news, perhaps I do need a babysitter, or a bodyguard like Slash used to have...someone to make sure I don't wake up dead. Was that a poetic statement? I think it was! FUCK THE MAN! HATE FUCKING EDGE 4 LIFE BIATCH!!!