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well today is pretty much going like the rest of my week went. like shit. i had to bring jason home today, which isn't really a big deal considering he lives right down the block from me, but he made a fucken mess out of my car. we stopped at McDonalds and got milkshakes and the clumsey basterd goes and spilt the fucken lid so of course when you go to drink it, it gets everywhere. god i wanted to kill him. then i dropped him off at home. went home and cleaned my car. i really can't wait to get the rest of my bonus from work. i have no idea what i'm going to spend it on, but i just want to say the phrase, I HAVE MONEY. instead of the infamous, I'M BROKE AS SHIT. i think me and tommy are switching cars tomarrow. i want to see how his 2004 red mustang runs. i don't want a new car though. i love my car. not obsessively, but it's a great car. and plus tommy already broke the line when he got a new car. everyone in my group has a black camero. except for tommy who got a new car. and of course for meg's first car we will be buying her whatever car we have at that time. we have 2 more years to get the money. but shhh don't tell meg. hopefully this won't be a mistake, giving a racecar to meg. but she's hot she'll look good with a black car. speaking of mistakes. jason told me the latest shit that meg's boyfriend steve is pulling. oh my god if he lies to her one more fucken time i will personally give him something to lie about. how about how i shove his fucken face into a damn locker. then he can go and lie about how he kicked my ass probably. but seriously. if i found out that he lied to her one more time. that's it it's showtime. i swear that fucken crackass needs a damn life.