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I never entirely woke up from this morning's recurring nightmare of 'hey, remember the guy you knifed to death-- yeah, remember the crunch as the knife went in?' which meant that the dream just went on and I had to deal with having knifed a guy to death in some kind of noir film-- night, street lights, rain. Could have done without, frankly.
Otherwise I swept the porch of last year's leaves and calcified whatever poo-- must be squirrels because the other fauna's are much larger. Which started my back yelling. No health within us.
Otherwise I swept the porch of last year's leaves and calcified whatever poo-- must be squirrels because the other fauna's are much larger. Which started my back yelling. No health within us.