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August 9, 2002 | 8:45 a.m.
At Dublins on ladies night you pay a $5 cover and drink free all night. Imports, mixers, shots - whatever you want. This was very good at first, and steadily got worse. I hit rock bottom at about 5:15am when I realized that I would be waking up. So here I am, at CAE, fucking wasted - still. There is no longer a fifth of vodka at my house (opened two days ago, by yours truly) - no grenedine (my new best friend) - empty beer bottles and cans and people all over the place. I woke up on time this morning but was late because I didn't have a clear path from my bedroom to my front door. I am MISERABLE. I've gotta stick around today, too, because we're testing the football players (and some of them aren't bad looking guys) and it's only me and carolyn in the office. =( Laura "Gotta get up / Gotta open my eyes / I'm swimming through this haze / That's been around me for days"
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