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Man. Today I worked from 1 to 11 PM, not counting an hour between Maret and Ann Taylor. It actually wasn't *that* tiring, but then I got home to a totally empty house, saw that the neighbors both next door and across the street were having parties, and just kind of went "fuck it." So I let one of the nieghbors try to get me drunk, made it to tipsy, and actually had a bit of fun, because when I'm not being horribly awkward I do like people.

*and*, tomorrow is Free Comic Book Day.