I have a 2000 word essay due tomorrow that I haven't done and I'm so hungover I wish I was dead. I woke up this morning with no idea where I was with this dude who has more skin covered in tattoos than not and whose wardrobe is probably worth more money than me. He gave me sunglasses. He's probably going to be my new manager.
I realise that's an incredibly bad way to start a work relationship but beggers can't be choosers and frankly if it got me out of General Pants I'd do Madeleine Allbright. I didn't sleep with him or anything bad but still...yeah.
Completely missed Philadelphia Grand Jury and the Scare yesterday because I got too drunk and forgot to leave my house.
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