The day after the fourth of July: my stomach hurts, my hand hurts, but I don't know what I did to it, I started getting a hangover at 1:30 am and I have to go back to work.
Bummer.
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"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
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