9.28.2005
I got nothing.
There are times when you feel like you should do something that's not really important. You don't want to let down the faithful billions who count on you for next to nothing. Sorry people, I got nothing to post. Just thought I would confirm my continued existence on this earth. It's 10:30 -- I'm too tired to think. Sleep is no longer a crutch. It's a prosthesis.
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2 comments:
i'll most definitely be around on the 8th...give a call
HAPPY FLIPPIN' BIRTHDAY!
what will you do?
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