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ugh, f me.

First day back at work. We had two weeks of catch up. Ugh. There was one redeeming part of the day. I met Laura's father from Twin Peaks. He was spooky, but the first easy to deal with actor we have had in months. Still the day ends with an ugh.

last night. maybe this morning. i was having an insane dream. i was in an aluminum building. it was small and square. my friends mya and maurie and myself were sleeping on cots. i got up to have my morning cigerette. i was surrounded by concrete. it was like a giant runway that never ended. i light my cigerette and get this crazy preminition that...
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home crap home

happy turkey day.
can i say how much i hate driving. i really wish i had one of those lovely James Bond Aston Martins. I would have like to blow up a few drivers from Florida, and a few from Quebec. Ahhhhh. Left lane fast, right lane slow. Where is my damn Jetson's flying car?
Well eat up kids.

on the road again. i just can't wait to get on the road again.....
six hours. six hours fighting the rest of the hairless monkeys driving out there. f'n hell. today i wish i had a gigantic fucking suv to run down the slow drivers. ahhhhh

ah, dan is coming to town. finally. someone to hang out with tath isn't old as my father to hang with.
and one more day of work. i can't wait to jump in my car and hit the road. i think i am going to hit the back roads when i get to georgia and take some fun pics. a good road trip always fixes...
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owwwwwwww!

finally, young victor found a decent bar in this shit hole. there was a band... your typical college indie rock band. but there were hotties - not barbies. beautiful indie rock chicas. of course the one that ihave the most in common with - and just so happens to glow- the way bjork seems to, is gay. i mean it, she really glows. or maybe...
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oops i did it again...
i was partaking in a little trimming of the nether regions, when i decided to trim the my hair. i once again took it a little too far. damnit. i will never be able to grow my hair out if i keep fuckin my mop up. ahhhhhh.
time to go to the Soap Box.

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it is early. so early. why do i have to be in the office so f'n early. had to go by my friends house yestaday to bury a squirel that died on her porch. she is so squemish - or maybe she is just pregnant and hormonal. rigomortis ( whoever it is spelled ) is pretty strange. the squirrel was like a stiff pancake.
ah...
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what a bizarre day. i am sitting at my desk. playing around on my computer. i hear this voice. a familiar voice that i heard first in the 80s. I look up and it is Paul Gleeson. I forgot we flew him in for a few days. If you don't know who Paul is, you know who he has played. He played the principle on...
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