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Impending Doom
June 04, 2004 - 5:13 p.m.

Sometimes I feel like I have a little broken robot on my shoulder with bright green eyes shouting in my ear "DOOM, DOOM, DOOOOOOM!". I'd swat him off, but GIR is a persistent little devil, and there's not much I can do to take away that feeling.

Of course, very often, that feeling has nothign to do with anything thats important. In this case, I keep on worrying about my sister's wedding. Seriously - I'm not even getting married here, but its all I can do sometimes not to think about it. Sometimes its serious issues, such as what to do with my annoying and very fickle parents, othertimes its much more mundane, such as "Boy, I hope I don't get smashed and start humping one of Abbie's friends."

That would be a cause for embarassment, wouldn't it? I can see me doing that unfortunately, getting smashingly drunk, start dancing with some girl who happens to be my sister's friend and hump her around the dance floor, trying desperately to get lucky that night.

Me and alcohol. Things would be so much simpler if I wasn't a horny drunk with no morals and inhibitions.

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