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Labor day is over. It was kind of a blur. I spent $120+ on gas. Went to get groceries then turned around when I realized I spent all the grocery money on gas. Got chased around a trailer park by some 10 year olg girl who insisted I was her boyfriend. Went on a midnight trip to denton. Sat in a porch swing and talked to a friend till about 5a.m. Saw a bunch of people, did a buncha' stuff... yadda, yadda, yadda. Think I had maybe two hours of enjoyment in the past half-week in spite of all the stuff going on and of course, as usual, I don't show an ounce of it in the presence of others. Fuck my ungrateful brain. I'm so tired of dealing with depression. I feel like a cliche. I want a lobotomy. You know that scene at the end of Pi where he drives a powerdrill through his temple to get his mind to stop overthinking? I want one of those. :P