i guess i haven't written a real entry in a while, at least not without making it private 2.5 hours later, so here's a shot. things have been a-notbad lately. i get up for work, walk to pcc, pass the dead racoon and the deader racoon pelt a block later. it doesn't stink anymore, it's sort of sundried. listen to whatever cd i have around, usually
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