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:: 6.08.2004 ::

I got nothin' to say. Just tired of looking at that last post everyday.

I went to a bar last night just to drink. Sounds wierd, eh? Didn't know if I'd know anyone there, didn't go to see anyone in particular or hang with friends. Just went to a bar to have a couple beers and a couple smokes. Ended up watching the Daily Show and Tough Crowd with no volume. I was no less bored when I left than I was when I went.

Even cavement probably had someplace comfortable to sit.

PS: The ship in New York has, for all practical purposes, sank. I never really should have hoped.

"Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend..."
:: Freddy F. at 9:26 AM [+] ::
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