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Friday, June 04, 2004
I swear to God, I don't find these things
These things find me.

The amount of jet lag I incurred in the trip has caused me to revert to a normal sleep pattern where I'm in bed my midnight and I'm at 7am. It's really weird.

Anyway, I'll post more after work, but I couldn't resist spreading the love.

I should start writing down names or something.
Etched by Ron / 6/04/2004 03:04:00 PM |
There exists a version
of myself that chose wisely, that saved the day, that won, that got it right. I am his approximation. I've rounded down.
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Towle Road
No Milk Please
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Blagg Blogg
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