it's 11:34 pm, on March 17, 2009 - whine.

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for some reason, i am so fucking unhappy tonight i don't know what. I mean, alcohol is a depressant, but not this bad.

loving two people better than me, what?

also: apparently I am doing everything I can to sabotage my friendship with j - my newly married old coworker who saw me at my best and worst. i was just ignoring his phone calls for a few weeks. apparently that's not cool.

whatever, right?

--there isn't anything else to write, there. "whatever, right?" I feel encapsulates the whole stupid fucking-- my whole stupid fucking heart and my whole stupid fucking thing.

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