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i swear my roommate has no sense sometimes. so i just got off of working for four hours, after everyone else had left. i come back to jeff fighting with the cork in a wine bottle, with some classmate in my chair. then several more people pour into my room. i need to read more, but don't have the focus. i wanted to sit in my chair, and relax, not feel tempted to consume as much water and alcohol as possible, to chill out.

and just as i start to try to write this to continue the therapy, i get a call to run back to work, because we aren't communicating procedure properly.
sigh