March 24, 2004
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
A heavy two days, indeed. Not as bloody as I'd imagined, but some real shockers, and unbelievable bullshit. Lost some good friends. I particularly resented the wanton murder of my ego. The wallet is untouched, however I believe my new responsibilities are properly categorized as "giving little Jimmy something to do so the damned mongoloid doesn't hurt the cat again."
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