But I have to get out of here!
My to do lists are the same shit everyday.
But I'm hungry so I keep drinking coffee.
I need someone to keep me in line, because I just can't police myself.
Last night I dreamt of two dead dogs and one living one, a boy with a terrible haircut but familiar face, killer whales, dolphins, sharks and dumpstering a vegetable tray with some small children and then eating it behind an aquarium. In part of my dream a dolphin bit my big toe and would not release it, because it didn't want me to leave.
Maybe that was actually a nightmare.
a blog I read regularly randomly provided a linked to my Chris Clavin interview and a flattering description.
this describes my New Years Eve.
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