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Thursday, December 04, 2003
again, i'm here at alex's hse
leon and alex are lying on the bed
DEAD drunk.
me and clar are the only ones sane at the present moment
we're damn hungry, but those pigs
rather sleep than attend to our needs...
so far since we arrived here
we haven't been doin much
just slacked.. drank coke
played a prank on leon
he got pissed and sprayed coke all over
those pigs drank till they couldn't walk in a straight line
tsk tsk, call themselves good drinkers.
anyway, clar ordered pizza for us to eat
after all, those pigs, as i said before
refuse to start the fire and marinate the stuff
so yup, now waiting for the pizza
imprinted at 8:00 PM
blocks of life
i`ll put pictures here
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