Yeah, they've turned. A complete 180.
I'm home alone and Alex is out having fun. With ULRIKA! What the fuck.
No, I'm not jealous. Not at all. Ugh. I want to go to the promenade!! I wanna see a movie and go to Johnny Rockets!!!!! And I don't even like Johnny Rockets. I want to have fun instead of write a paper on the Ara Pacis. Fuck the Ara Pacis. Fuck the Romans. Fuck Augustus. Fuck death and fertility.
So now, I feel that I have the right to complain. I'm finally in the position that Alex is always put in. No, I take that back. I don't party THAT much. Whatever. I don't like this, not one bit. Someone should buy me ice cream. Ice cream is very consoling. Maybe I can persuade someone into a trip to Homer's. Yeah, let's go. Fuck writing papers.
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