Beacause I was stupid enough to bring the one material thing that really matters to me, I'm officially one priceless family heirloom down. Cried and was furious all day yesterday and got acquainted with a part of myself I kind of like. Apparently I can be amazingly determined, cold, hard and fair when the situation calls for it. I like it. Guess I've learned something from my journalism bachelor. And that's got to count for something. Anything?
To cheer myself up though I'm now in serious need of Hall and Oates to stay on repeat in Grooveshark. Sorry about the noise.
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