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impossibly high standards. but worse than that, is that eating sushi was painful. I'm sticking to soup and jello, pudding and pasta. But my sutures ache. Popping vicadin and new dvds of gilmore girls periodically, to cope with the healing process. I missed the fireworks, but I'm a traditionalist anyways. You keep thinking, and buzzing, but at the end of the day my mother is the only one who can tell me who I want. And then i look the oppostie direction. i need to remember sunday afternoon bowling, and never to leave cash in evnvelopes.