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I have had days that could top that in a heartbeat. I mean really bad days. The funniest one that I can remember was the day some drunk dude took out the rear quarter panel of my 69 camaro. When I got home and got out of the car and ripped a brand new pair of jeans on a bit of torn metal. Left my wallet in my ripped jeans. Went out again with a friend and a bunch of girls. Got pulled over because of too many people in the car. Got tickets for driving without a license, without registration, without insurance, broken tail light, too many people in the car. Got home from that and stepped in a big pile of dog shit.
DRANK a bottle of vodka.
Today just had to drive a friend from LA to the airport, got back to do a model interview and met a real honest to goodness bag lady who showed up for an adult model interivew at our office, how upsetting.
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