Who Did What Now?

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Friday, December 01, 2006

30 minutes ago. I packed my long bong with the shake from the bottom of a large ziplock bag. I took half of it. It wasn’t very much. Then I immediately ate a triangle half a sandwich. All sandwiches should be cut diagonally. Big thick 7 grain bread from this place called Jimmy Johns that delivers. Then I had a vicodin and smoked the rest of the weed. Nestled on top of the pill in my stomach I was going to put another layer of sandwich but decided not to. And this is my Friday night.

Lame.

But my pussy really hurts from the surgery. I mean god damn it, I can’t fuck for several weeks which would really mess up my… um… next several weeks. (smiles).

Fuck the bartholin gland and whatever god decided I need an extra 3% of vaginal secretions.

I’m sorry. Where you eating?

Then you might not want to look at the image on this post.

I am mad at a some vestigial structure. And are now high but still recovering from surgery.

Have a good night.

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