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I...gotta go home. Something ma said...it ain't setting right with me. I gotta go. Jime. Babe. I'll see ya before I go.

Seems like some jackass is doin some sorta reunion. I think that shit is fucking retarded. I didn't like them bastards much when I was in school with them. Why would I wanna see those dumbshits now? So I ain't goin. I'm gonna just chill and maybe catch up on some stuff I gotta go take care of in town.

Back. See, fuckers. I'm sticking with this education shit. I'm gonna do this shit if it kills me.

Oi. Babe. I'll be by after I move my shit in. Yer in the same dorm as I am.

... I know what I gotta do fer Christmas. Usually I say fuck that sentimental shit and don't do nothing. Don't give a damn about stockings or presents or that mistletoe crap. But this year, I guess I gotta try to put some effort into it. Aint' saying why or nothing. Ain't no one's damn business why.

But seems I gotta make me some cash real quick like. Busting heads just ain't gonna do it in time. And I gotta do it 'for the Holiday. Means the fucking want adds. Cept there ain't shit I can do listed. Only thing I see his Holiday shit...like posting for mall Santas. There ain't no way in hell I'm dressing up like some fat perverted bastard and letting little brats sit on me and tell me that the hell they want.

I guess I gotta keep lookin. I'll find something.

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Bitch is fucking with my head. I just know it. She went from being all hot and wanting me to avoiding me like hell. She playing hard to det or something. Hate that shit. Don't like fucking games. She keeps this up and I ain't never gonna bang her. Head games is a real fucking turn off.

An talking about turn offs, the old geezer that I went to fer a job ain't been looking real well lately. Don't know what the hell is wrong with him. But he don't look good at all. Fucking geezer better not fucking die for I get my paycheck signed.

Why the fuck did I decide to fucking go probably cause it was Jime... and I...well, it was Jime.... I went to the damned art museum and last fucking time I am. No smokin... No talkin loud...Everyone thinking I'm out ta fucking seal somethin...or break somethin. It's shit.

And what the fuck! There was this fucking painting...It was a huge ass red dot in the middle of a fucking white canvas or whatever the fuck Mizuki called it. They called it art. Probably cost a fuck ton of money...and I can do that shit. Dumbasses.

... that was interesitng. Got drunk as fuck with a dumbass. Probably said some shit I shouldn't have said. Whatever. Don't really matter. what matters is that people are back who are supposed to be back and that's good enough. Heard there's some dude playing hackey out there...maybe I'll go watch.

Finally fucking home...and I just gotta say one fucking thing right now to a certain someone that I sorta helped out with for I went... Never fucking happened. Just forget the whole damn thing and be done with it.

Also... old geezer. I thought about it. I'm gonna talk ta yer pop bout a job...

And one more thing... The couch sucks...so babe, ya better move the hell over.

I'm thinking of quittin my damn job. I'm getting shit hours and break is happen eventually and I guess I'll go back home or somethin for it. Cause I ain't been back in a while. An the fucktard who owns the place ain't just gonna let me go fer a few weeks. Whatever. not like tht's the only place that'll hire me. There's other clubs and shit that need bouncers that know what the fuck their doin. I'll haveta check my cash flow first though. Cause I gotta still pay fer next year's school. Look inta better jobs and shit.

Gonna haveta call the hag and let her know I'll be by fer break. And there's a coupla someones that can come by if they want.