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Another wasted day. Took a long nap, which felt so good... I still feel a little sick and sleepy from the booze. Understandably. After thinking really hard, I realized that I had about 9 shots. Tooooo much. So the nap was nice. Sleep always is. Curling up underneath my bedspread and sleeping off insanity is my only way to deal right now. Ohh, then how about my mom came upstairs and started bitching at me to clean. As if there's anything left to clean after I went on that scrubbing frenzy before the movie on Wednesday night. I swear to God that woman is bipolar. One minute she's being all sweet and raving about some little black dress she bought, and the next minute, she's giving me a lecture on how I'm a financial burden. Am I not her daughter?? I was finally coerced into picking up a mess that wasn't there. Other than that I've basically been farting around. Listened to Dashboard Confessional for the first time in months. I'm not even really feeling emo. Pssshh. I should shower and find something to do tonight that requires minimal effort on my part. I'm pooped. And massively unamused.
'All I know is that I dont know nothing'
'All I know is that I dont know nothing'