The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Sunday, March 13, 2011

And the cat curled up in my crotch for hours last night.

Had to get a new watch, since I depend on mine - not having a phone or other device. Tooth sharp, couldn't find the bone wax for a long time this morning. Expenses adding up. Have to get car in for recall, then to another place for a tune up.

Want to get properly drunk, can't even do that without repercussions that cancel the ease of the buzz

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