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it's snowing again. and it's beautiful. i'm trying to find peace in those flakes, and ignore the fact that i have been up since 4:30 this morning due to passing trains that shake the apt. building, and walking my cold ass to work so old folks can have their dishes washed. apparently there is going to be a stripper at carters party tonight? i'm not sure if i'll be staying long enough, it's hard to stay sober around those peeps. things are looking up, and down, and then back up, and then way down. oh life and this chaotic ride. portland is too far away, i'm starting to have doubts. the only real thing i know about anything anymore is how lovely my bike is. yup, she is quite the sexy ride. back to the old folks. hope you're all staying warm and going sledding.