I drove Jenny to the airport at 5:15am this morning so she can go to Long Beach, CA, for business. What a skank, in the sarcastic, jealous kinda way. I've been home not even four hours now and the apartment is already falling apart (on a molecular and dirty t-shirt scale) yet I just haven't got the incentive to keep tidy. Jenny, if you're reading this from Cali, fret not for the apartment will be sparkling fresh upon your return. And if you make out with any rockstars don't bother coming home... well unless it's Mick Jagger, because that's understandable.
I just lost The Game.
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New style craziness....
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