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Jiggety jig jig.
Well, I'm back.
And apparently 2am is my new wake-up time. Going to have to fix that.
Everybody looks fat. Everybody. Doesn't matter if they are or not.
And it's an odd truth that while it's technically more dangerous to be whizzing down the freeway doing 60, it feels more dangerous to be doing 30 but weaving around, say, buffalo.
Oh, man. No more buffalo on the road. Or goats.
It's nice and cold, though. And the air is yummy.
And apparently 2am is my new wake-up time. Going to have to fix that.
Everybody looks fat. Everybody. Doesn't matter if they are or not.
And it's an odd truth that while it's technically more dangerous to be whizzing down the freeway doing 60, it feels more dangerous to be doing 30 but weaving around, say, buffalo.
Oh, man. No more buffalo on the road. Or goats.
It's nice and cold, though. And the air is yummy.
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2 AM is apparently my wake you time too.
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Everything sort of got planned very hastily and then airily sailed through. But yes. Let's hang out. I even have a phone number around here somewhere. IN THEORY.
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