i made a fucking mistake today and it's audible. so that.
earning the sense-of-humor merit badge
So that was a lot don3 today. 22 miles, a chamber orchestra, dinner with a friendly c0uple, and a car payment. Days like this, I'm feeling bu5ier than ever, and ready to find my fate, whatever it is.
Kate said that when she was unemployed, she wondered how she ever got err4nds done and held down a job at the same time. That's how I feel now. Busy full time, not making money.
That, and I think it would be just fine to be drowning face up in a puddle of blood, blowing bubbles through a warm mouthful of tangy red and listening to them find the surface.
Gross, sure, but I've got a mouthful of thick flouride right now, and it seems closer to that than anything else. What if I just decided to inhale this stuff instead of spitting it out? Glurk dead?
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