Friday, September 24, 2004

I have no business breathing right now.

Last night started off well. Cultured, even. Sometime after missing Milk At midnight it took a sudden turn into Lynchian territory. So now I'm up late, which means I'll get into work later than usual (I can't actually be late since we have no set hours in my office) and that means I'll get home later than usual.

I'm staying in tonight, that's for sure.
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Also.

Where did all my fucking money go? I walked out the door with enough cash to buy a couple multi-dic DVD sets. I woke up this morning with barely enough dough to buy a chicken sammich at White Castle.

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