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3/30/2006 09:04:00 PM
I am sick and fucking tired of being in pain and being unable to do what I want to do. This sucks ass. In other news, somebody buy me a house with high ceilings and air filters in every room.

Today at Quiznos, whilst getting a meal of sandwitches and soups, we were blessed with the presence of a guy drinking from a bottle in a paper sack, while an unlit cigarette hung from his dignified lip. It was great. I love all of these escalating and alarming little reminder that my neighbourhood is going to shit. Crack house busted... prostituted in residential areas... needles on the walk to school... wigged out nut job flagging down cars to hit people up for money at 6:30 in the morning... shady characters in every eating and retail establishent within a 10 km radius... it's like a dream come true!