So I'll heed the random impulse to summarize my goings on, but this time I won't commit in the least to making it a regular thing. It's weird cause I've had the urge to write fiction lately, the superficial kind of urge because It never materializes beyond a couple of lofty sentences. I wasn't really going anywhere in particular with that train
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-Jen
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i really fucking hate gambling too.
we went to atlantic city and joe tried to get me to play something. forgot what it was called.
and i won, i think, and i really had no urge to go back and play ever again.
so i let joe do it.
and i just died of boredom in the backround.
bc its not like we could go back to our hotel.
bc, to be honest, im pretty sure a rapist was occupying it before us.
just saying.
love you.
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