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Today

Went to work. Came back from work. Little things pissed me off remarkably on the way back.

I fictioneered some out of my head, wrote, and went to the pub.

On returning, I find that there is no milk and no ramen. This annoys me far, far more than it should. But three pints dissolves magifictional ability.

I want four thousand cigarettes, a chance to have eight hours uninterrupted sleep[0], ten bottles of good vodka, significant amounts of drunk-capable food, and ten people to beat up.

This will pass by the morning. I hope.

[0]: Last seen in May.

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