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Gah. This weekend sucked ass. Cleaned and moved the last of the crap from the old house. It still is not all done. We're talking 9 years of accumulated filth, I guess. And dad's being all perfectionist about it.

I'm not going back, though. I've done the last of it I'll do. The rest is his to do.

Our landlord asked me if I'd miss it. I said, "I guess I will." I know I won't. I hate that house. I loathe him. And.

I no longer have a skanky alcoholic whore living next door!!!! YAY!!!

...my mind just left. Perhaps I had more to say. I don't know.

No skanky whore no more....

I knew I'd remember, eventually.

Called b. Loehr. The job they had went till February of next year. So. No job. Will live.

Of course, mom thinks I should have taken the job, then left in the middle...

Yeah, that would do great things to my job history. Thanks, mom, I can self-destruct well enough on my own.

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*sleepyblink*

Oh. It's late.

Ryss? I'll be an hour or so later than I'd planned.

Shoulda gone to bed at 1....