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I want to go home
Okay, so every time I try to leave freaking Oneonta, it freaking snows. I guess it's "Snowyoneonta." It snows like, every other day here. It's always freaking snowing. #$@%&#$%$&$#@#()&&^!@@$%&^^*&*&^%$#@!@@!@%%%$#%^$#!!!!!! Last time, I was stuck in the desolation of the ghost town that was New Res 1 for like three days. It sucked a lot. All I really wanna do is go home, and OF COURSE the forecast says "snow snow snowity snow" from here until eternity. Friggin' hell.
Well, at least I have the hotness of Spike to console me while I am here alone. And like two hundred audio files from Buffy. And one hundred episodes of Buffy. But still, arg. I want to go home. Grrr.
Well, at least I have the hotness of Spike to console me while I am here alone. And like two hundred audio files from Buffy. And one hundred episodes of Buffy. But still, arg. I want to go home. Grrr.