Not so much

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You know those days when everything you touch turns to absolute shite, and the notion of being stuck between the sweaty ass-cheeks of the fat guy in the Borat-movie appears as if it would almost be a step up from your current state of mind?
Well, I'm having one of those days, and no one wants to read about that. Coincidentally, I don't really feel like writing about it, so I'll see you all tomorrow instead, hopefully with good news pertaining my nanny-job.

(Ninja, you should be here improving my mood right now, you're good at that. What the heck are you still doing in the States?)

Miss you all, friends.

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