Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Sunday, January 19, 2003

 

i haven't showered yet today, and my fingers smell like my balls. i keep passing out at night with all of my clothes on, and then when i take my socks off the next day, the hair on my toe knuckles is all sore. like the way your hair hurts if you wore a hat all day. i'm glad i didn't fall asleep with a lit cigarette... i did that once and ever since my comforter has been spewing feathers all over my apartment. i'm just glad i didn't burn my whole apartment building down.

so i have to work hard today, and get my files typed. deadline is monday morning...
this is supposed to be my big chance to show them the "old" anti is back, and ready to kick some ass. but am i back?! i think the fit is about to hit the shan.





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