It's been some time since I made a journal entry worth anything. Usually it's just filled with superficial things that lack any real substance or purpose, save to let everyone know that I do, indeed, still exist and haven't succumb to the stresses of everyday life. So I'm sitting here, having smoked my last good cigarette the other day, feeling as
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Does it help if I toss in the COMPLETELY meaningful words of "Dear, succulent, Lamb... you make me giggle?"
Whenever needed, give me a call and I'll come a'runnin' with a hand full of wontons, a bag full of love, and a little perpetual motioned sunshine buddy. (He has no name and moves his head to solar powered music that we can't hear.)
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