576: Here's What It Took...
So, I finally fixed my fucked-up sleeping schedule (wherein I was going to sleep at dawn and awaking at dusk)--how, you ask? By fucking the cyclist of course... and he filmed it, too. It was quite hawt.
Then I ended up helping Jim (the ex of my former friend's stalker) in the UC Davis print lab make prints for his upcoming Second Saturday show...
All this inspired me and I have poems to write. Thank You, Sacramento...
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Okay, I should go follow up on some of my applications and get this jobhunt going again... my hair is coming out from stress (or maybe it's my shampoo?). Blech.
Then I ended up helping Jim (the ex of my former friend's stalker) in the UC Davis print lab make prints for his upcoming Second Saturday show...
All this inspired me and I have poems to write. Thank You, Sacramento...
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Okay, I should go follow up on some of my applications and get this jobhunt going again... my hair is coming out from stress (or maybe it's my shampoo?). Blech.