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Apr 27, 2005 18:00

i need therapy like it's my job.

that's actually going to have to be the title of my performance practice paper, because i've gotten fuck-all done on that.

the smoov jazz has finally stopped down the hall. thank god. they leave the door open like their structureless jamming is a gift to us all.

right. today would have been my three-year anniversary.
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