on the way home, i kept thinking about how i'd write about this week/weekend. comfortably vague, but enough to express my feelings. now, all those thoughts are gone, of course, like witty things to say to a beautiful woman. and so i'm left with a few mysterious bruises, rug-burned elbows, a new toy, ren and stimpy on dvd, bad shoulders, not enough
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