Big kid tested, motherfucker approved.
I wonder if I can update hungover... well, I'm not really hungover. I'm just wondering if I could. In the meantime, the whole left side of my torso hurts. After the fever night, I haven't been able to inhale completely because my lungs hurt, especially in the cold air. That's okay though, because I've learned to survive on 30 percent less oxygen (
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2. You strike me as a sprout person.
3. I would chess you, and in gargonzola cheese dip jello.
4. Since there's nothing I know of that only makes sense to us, fickle friction fritters.
5. I used to fight with Orpheus on the back deck of our house; the house was on the top of a hill, or rather, started at the top and went back, and in the front, two stories were visible, and in the back, you could see the whole exposed basement and below even that (the hill was pretty god damn steep). The deck was located in the back, as I mentioned, so the fall down was more than two stories. It was really scary. After setting all that up, it sounds like I should be falling off. But I never did. I was actually about to cite the time that Orpheus came running at me and I completely flipped him over in midair, and was very proud of myself for doing so, but I spent way too much time describing the height of the deck for such a simple story, and now I feel like a tool. Leave me alone. I'm sick.
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7. Will you write me a song about my fingernails? I'll admit, I haven't always wondered that about you, but now the question is presented.
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