fear and self loathing in C-U
So I was assaulted by some drunk poseur Irishman. Bad scene. Sorry I dragged Brian into that. No one was hurt, which is good. In a completely unrelated incident, my Mom visted me today and we had lunch. Fun times to the max. I need the 'rents more in my life. She said something today that made me not hate myself and feel good about things. That feeling has passed, but it was nice while it lasted. It's saturday night and I think I'm the only one in my entire building. Maybe I'll just sleep.
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