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rachel and i had another talk today. i guess i was really a dick to her. sorry. she's never gonna date me again. guess that's good. she's also not going to drunk dial me. that's probably for the best too. i felt real depressed on the way home, "sounds of slience" by simon and garfunkel came on. i almost cried again, it wasn't good. but it felt like one of those scenes in shitty movies where the dude is on a train, and he knows he fucked up and some sad ass song comes on, yeah, that's what it felt like. sort of like when ben's driving to berkeley to stop elaine from marrying that douche in the graduate.
i really fucking want some pierogies right now, but no fucking store sells them. i don't work at metro bikes anymore. stoked on that. get profit sharing at whole foods. REAL stoked on that. first day on the job wasn't lame.
school's not too hard. i have a paper due tomorrow morning. maybe i'll eat some dinner and do it. no drinking tonight.
i really fucking want some pierogies right now, but no fucking store sells them. i don't work at metro bikes anymore. stoked on that. get profit sharing at whole foods. REAL stoked on that. first day on the job wasn't lame.
school's not too hard. i have a paper due tomorrow morning. maybe i'll eat some dinner and do it. no drinking tonight.