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God, what a fucked up week. If you believe that temporal designations (such as weeks, or months, or birthdays) signal changes in circumstance, then I sure hope next week is much better.

One of my co-workers was arrested this week. The worst kind of trouble. I hardly ever talked to him. Weird.

There’s all kinds of shit going on this weekend but I don’t feel like doing any of it.

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