solstice: Friday, December 17, 2004
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It's goodbye to pot day. Even the resin - which wasn't very giving - is gone.
Now for my walk to the ocean or somewhere.
I feel very self-obligated to write, so I won't return until I feel up to it old chap.
I'm also probably dyeing my hair red this evening.
It's nigh 3pm currently.
Every word sounds like death.
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