I woke up pissed with Bishop blaring bagpipes at 10:00. I showered, shaved, brushed my teeth and smoked a bowl. I called Balls to get the keys to the diesel truck for the last time(?) and set shit up. After that was all taken care of I crawled over to my 1:00 class, which happened to be the Jazz ensamble's expose of excellence. I came back,
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