got drunk at home, some kind of blended icy drink made with whisky. libby got mad that i was drunk; my mom thoguht it was funny. went into the bathroom which was really beautiful. a bunch of libby's stuff was on the shelf, some cutoff pants full of change but i couldn't reach in the pockets. and a corroded key belt clip thing like i use, i tried to reattach it and fell into some balcony overlooking a race track. ryan touched the electric fence and we all jumped.

ryan from work called my cell phone and asked if i was coming in. i knew i didn't have a cell phone but i answered it anyhow. i said i would come in but i tried to say i had arthritis. i woke up and looked at the alarm clock, it was 11. i yelled for gary, he said it was 7am. i went back to sleep

bill called and was mad that i wasn't at work yet

it was only 8

libby was mad that i still had her shit

woke up for real this time

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