Thursday Dec 19, 2002

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I am cold. Very cold. Ah, stale cigarette smoke and bitter coffee, my only friends. I am infused with the flavor of regret, derived from bitter tears.

Oh wait, I'm just at work ... I keep forgetting.
puke

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