I got my 401k thing and my check from george dahl, so I'm just killing some time until I go take care of that and the electric bill. I've also got to get some groceries at the store, so I might as well do that too while I'm out. I still want to go make fun of the doctor at lakeside's emergency room again. I was thinking about it in my sleep. like... I should pretend to be on drugs again and make fun of dr. rat-fink phd. tell him he looks like steve buscemi and that his freemason's iron cross on a hemp necklace isn't as cool as he thinks it is. I can't help but think about getting more robitussin and having another wild time in brain-land, but I also am oh-so tired of that too. i'll just find a picture and say blig you later.
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