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So i get there 10 minutes late. 7:25, my bad. NO ONE WAS THERE. NO ONE HAS CALLED ME. NO ONE IS ONLINE. (Not to mention there wasn't even open skate, it was all hockey players.)
So now I'm depressed, they're likely all off having fun without me. The sappy Christmas music Delilah plays and her gooey voice doesn't help either. So i went home and binged (YUM!)- rutebaga, pizza, and hot chocolate with whipped cream.
So someone call me and tell me what is going on, before I get drunk on depression and my Ho Ho Ho becomes a Yo Ho Ho and something bad regarding drunkeness pirate-style happens.
*sighs, flomps on the bed*
So now I'm depressed, they're likely all off having fun without me. The sappy Christmas music Delilah plays and her gooey voice doesn't help either. So i went home and binged (YUM!)- rutebaga, pizza, and hot chocolate with whipped cream.
So someone call me and tell me what is going on, before I get drunk on depression and my Ho Ho Ho becomes a Yo Ho Ho and something bad regarding drunkeness pirate-style happens.
*sighs, flomps on the bed*
