I have no idea when or how I got that drunk last night, but it was totally not worth it. I feel like someone kicked a hole into my head and the foot's still inside. And once you've had someone inside of you, you know when he's coming.
Tomorrow's my last day in Corte.
I might go to the mountain for a bit. Then I gotta start packing. Start. Fortunately I don't have a lot of shit anymore.
I wish I could take the left over liquor from last night. Fucking Qatar and their damn no-alcohol policies.
And after that... it's China.
I'm coming home.
Tomorrow's my last day in Corte.
I might go to the mountain for a bit. Then I gotta start packing. Start. Fortunately I don't have a lot of shit anymore.
I wish I could take the left over liquor from last night. Fucking Qatar and their damn no-alcohol policies.
And after that... it's China.
I'm coming home.
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