my restraint in not filling these entries with drive-by truckers lyrics is legendary, people. LEGEND -- WAIT FOR IT -- DARY.
a deer just busted out of the woods across from our apartment and shot across my parking lot while i was sitting on my porch listening to jason sing and an engine never needs to write its name. i'm tired and a little sad this morning, frustrated with work and with money and with all those things that make you a grown-up, and i drank all the coffee i made and now i think i may just go back to sleep.
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