life is a trip and then you die still trying to get a piece of that apple pie
weird. ok, i'll bite and docu it.
i tipped the waitress an extra dollar on purpose and cranked up the ipod. a test in karmaish. i knew i was going to get uncrac ked pocked aces the next hand. double up. hooty hoo!
i said before i left work about the purse i'd always admired and was at a record low price for one night only that if no one buys it and i win over $100 i have to buy it. both happened so i bought it. !@$!@#$@!#$
the vida is loca. i don't want anyone to know. they can't deal with the weirdness. it's my secret. you don't know the half of it. i can barely take it myself.
blogs are the new form of deep thoughts. the predecessor is haiku.
the granddaddy if you will. such!
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