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I am smoking all the pot. I am crying emergency.
You can rationalize anything as I told the lawyers at the pasadena hottub party (intrigued are you?)
Listening to the perfect song for my writing mood ‘tiny little'.
What I opened this to say is that ... (now ‘sayit'aint so' by weezer).
It amazes me ---
Somewhere there is a suitcase with shit all in it. Where it is is so intriguing to me.
Now off to "work".
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