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This morning I drove a hearse in a Memorial Day Parade. This afternoon I went kayaking with my 61 year old lake county friend. She says "fuck" a lot and paints watercolors. She is married to a mountain-man quadriplegic fisherman who was surprisingly good looking in his younger, newly-quadriplegized days. I like them both and have had more fun with them than with the 25 yr olds I keep trying to befriend up here. Tomorrow is a BBQ at Sam's band-member's house.
it's 9pm, gotta go to bed!
it's 9pm, gotta go to bed!