That's it, I think I've lost it. Time: 6:56pm ET. Sanity departing on the last train. Have you ever looked at random numbers so long they started talking to you? Let me tell you, for some reason 38 really hates 796. Friggin primadonnas. I struggled with that word - two n's or one? Fuck it, you get the point.
I should start a business where you hire a celebrity lookalike, and fight them. Who wouldn't want to kick Dolly Parton's ass? Although I would assume hitting her in the chest would shatter all the bones in your hand, but regardless.... and don't say irregardless, because that's just a stupid made-up word people use to sound cooler than they are.
Well, I'm gone - time to go home and make friends with that bottle of booze in my fridge.
Dys
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