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I was sure I'd never do this again, this talking to nobody- to everybody- this winery whinery bullshit. If there's a good thing about it it's that it makes you weak and humble and stupid, and i've said that before but it means the same thing new as it does old. Same dumb as smart is, in the morning. I was sure that there I had this new perspective on the whole shebang, some kind of rant I guess. And the holidays unfold like dusty red silk curtains that somebody should have cleaned a long time ago- but not me, nope- I had no idea. It ain't so bad, everybody's rich. Even that fucking racoon or cat or whatever the fuck it was. The best question I have is whether or not to milk these honkies for what theyre worth, follow that old code " I want to pay for everything you need as long as you do exactly as I wish." Fuck. FUCK! Fuck. My evil plan is still working I suppose, might as well just do as stupid does. Might get half an education out of it. So what. So? Fuckem if they can't take it, right? Fuckem. I can do this by myself. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yeah, Fuck'em!