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July 23 Now as I inch ever so closely to 240...How in the hell does it happen. Smoke hurts my eyes now and I rarely get any pleasure from drinking. Perhaps I'm doing it wrong. A friend of
a coworker just ran himself into the side of a tour bus on his motorcycle and went to the big rally in the sky... I sleep like i'm on a mattress made
of glass. No nightmares, no dreams, just a passing roll through cool sheets and strange things that go bump in the night. I'm starting to feel emo
for the first time I can remember. I need to get a dog.
And how the hell did I forget how to throw bull... I can make marks all day long but when it comes down to the pipe I just can't
seem to make the angles work. Sharpen your darts.
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