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I'm a fucking winner. God I love me. I love me so much that all I'm doing right now is sitting in my boxers drinking a beer and combating world hunger. Of course by "beer", I mean water and by "world hunger", I mean my boredom. I left Christina's party because I was tired, and because the bar seemed to be the center of the douchebag universe, but now I'm sitting here unable to sleep and left with nothing to do.

I don't want to be pushy so I'm not going to call you. If you want to talk, call me or come over if you want. I'll be up.