My song's on. I'm "smoking" an e-cig. It's nice. I wish a song would keep playing over and over until your brain signaled to it with some sort of cyber-telekinesis, to stop. Must read Jeremy's website and visit him. For fuck sake, I need to follow through more. Text Zac, too. And hang out/write with Steve. I should sleep now. Yeah. This laxative tea really gets to you.
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