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[justinkinney]

Home sick. Deb brought soup and wanted to stay, but everything is too loud and hurts my head. Michael keeps texting me going "were r the sketches 4 rage mr. artiste??!!!!" so I turned off my cell and unplugged the phone. Brian, stop calling me, okay? I'm fine.

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[nineinchescut]

1. Eat the soup. All of it.
2. I'll tell Michael to fuck off.
3. Turn the phone back on.

[justinkinney]

How's Philly?

[nineinchescut]

It sucks, how do you think it is?

Turn the phone on. Now. Unless you're sleeping, which is an excuse you can't use if you're sitting at your computer.

[justinkinney]

I took the laptop into bed. Talking takes too much energy. Don't be an asshole at me when I'm sick.