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Summary of certain coincidences over the past two days: I went to the casino on an impulse, per Osama and Hussam's suggestion, won at the roulette twice in a row, making 180 dollars, got drunk, woke up, bought shrooms on another impulse, and after unsuccessfully looking for a scale, since Sam was asleep, ate all 8 grams of it, and then everything that followed fell violently into perfection.
And by the way God is a girl. She is a girl to me anyway. I met her two years after she died in a dream I had on Monday, January 26, 2009. This doesn't make any sense.
And by the way God is a girl. She is a girl to me anyway. I met her two years after she died in a dream I had on Monday, January 26, 2009. This doesn't make any sense.