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2003-11-02 - 2:36 a.m. Wow, I just got home from work, and I'm drunk (and other stuff...) and I had a shittay night. I cut my hand really bad on a glass that I dropped, and it was almost bad enough for me to get stiches. Too bad it wasnt, I havent' had stiches in a long time. :) j/k So I'm high and drunk, and a cop followed me ALL the way home. I thought it was this guy from work, since he had been following me since we left, but when I got to a stop light (about a half a mile away, so I was speeding and not really paying attention to the road) I saw it was a cop. I was a bit scared (hmm... a OWI and a drug charge, not so good.) I frantically looked for some gum and perfume, and found it, so at least I had that going for me. Plus, I could have shown him my hand (all bloody and cut up) and then he would have felt sorry for me. Hopefully. But thank goodness that didn't happen. Whew. :) Michael was in a bad mood today, so there is no love to report. I do find myself getting jealous when girls hit on him now though. He said he felt the same way when I get guys' numbers, but then he said he was kidding. Although over 75% of what is said when you're "joking" is actually the truth...... odds on my side, I like that. :) Alright, I'm going to bed. Its been REALLY tough for me to type this without a shitton of spelling errors, so appreciate the backspace key, I know I do. :) Hasta manana!
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