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My dad leaves Sunday for Albequrque, New Mexico. He's going to bomb school. I think this pretty much puts the final nail in the coffin of his retirement.

In other news, while gin may kill braincells it's better than the clarity of thought. I just need to keep one thing with me when I wake up tomorrow: Don't trust anyone.

Voices callin', voices cryin'

Current Mood: drunk
Current Music: Gin, gin, gin, gin, gin, gin, gin, gin, gin gin gin gin Gin Gin GIN GIN GINGINGINGIN