01.10.2008 - 7:24 p.m.

Dear empty bank account, throbbing sinuses, frigid rain, blinkety parking-lot light, rusty pickup driver who didn't turn on his lights and proceeded to NEARLY HIT ME, YOU ASS, and people in my game who are pissy for no reason:

I had already procured a perfectly serviceable shitty mood. Your assistance was not required.

Thank you for your attention in this matter.

-stonebridge

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