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Dec 01, 2006 03:58

I went to bed at midnight again, got up at 2:30 again.

I'm sick. It's dark and I'm sitting in the kitchen listening to the kind of music you listen to when this whatever it is happens.

Brian's here. Got his tattoo. Incredible. Completely incredible.

I want to call someone, but I don't know many people who won't be upset were I to try at this hour.
I don't have numbers for the ones who wouldn't mind.

It's cold. I turned the oven on a bit ago, but it's not doing too much.

Why the hell is it 4 in the morning?
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