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i have to clean like a bitch tonight and i am so not stoked about this. i['m talking top to bottom. not the swept under the rug, hide the incriminating shit that i can usually pull off.

fokkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

no, i have to clean for real.
and look like a respectable human being lives here. this is a shams and comforter and quilt on the bed with throw pillows and dust every available surface and change the bong water kind of clean.


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my baby brother, hot friend, and not hot fun friend are going to be here first thing in the morning. driving through the night to spend the next 96 hours in a drug/alcohol induced coma in nyc.

cheers!
oh, and shake what 2004 gave you.

(be it a deadweight significant other, an std, a lame ass job- you know, whatever it is that you need to shake or just "supress the symptoms of")