i knew it was going to end badly. how could it end any other way when a group who call themselves a suicide squad are involved.
9:16 p.m. - October 26, 2002
i woke up at about 7am after only a few hours sleep. i expected to be severely hungover but found instead that i was still somewhat drunk. i woke again at 10am feeling like absolute crap. i guess that justice befitting half a bottle of wine, a bellini, 2 redbull and vodkas, a bottle of apple cider and a southern comfort and 7up had been done. you'd think i'd never been told that mixing drinks was bad!
1:13 p.m. - October 26, 2002
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