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Thursday, March 16, 2006 

I'm drunk. That's a good title.

I have a weird obsession about throwing things away. I’m a bit of a pack rat, but I love the feeling I get when I throw things away. I’m the type of person who keeps junk mail for days on end. I let it accumulate on the coffee table, the kitchen counter, the floor. And then, in an afternoon of cleaning fury, I like to throw it all away! This morning, before work, I cleaned out my fridge. Now, the only think I have in my fridge are condiments, four beers, a package of corn tortillas, and a block of Colby cheese. I like how empty it is inside.

I do the same thing at work. Every morning I like to come in and clean off my desk of all the clutter. This usually involves throwing away a ton of paper. It seems I can’t begin my day without throwing something away. I like the thrill of feeling that everything is tidy and ready for a new day!

That’s all. Nothing more.

I found
this today. It was a good read.

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  • I'm young, single, got a great ass, a serial dater, a sometimes drunk, addicted to the gym, liable to make fat girls cry, have a mild ED, think Notre Dame is the greatest college and Texas is the greatest state. Currently at a standstill since moving from Detroit Area, Michigan (tons of yuppies) to Mason, MI (noted KKK presence). Come be a part of my random, shocking, and exciting world.
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