Friday, 17 Jan

It's Friday:

I was kinda pissed when I had to hit the sack early last night (2:20am), but there was a power failure, and not much I could do. They were actually laying new cable this morning when I woke up at 6am, but the power didn’t come back on until just now. My eyes aren’t as bloodshot this morning as they were yesterday, so maybe it was a good thing.

I’m still a little blocked up from that cold last week (just about everyone I know here has gone down with it since then), so I’m having a tough time deciding if I should go and see my friend’s band play at this bar tonight. I don’t want to go and aggravate my condition, just as it seems I’m getting over it, by spending a few hours in a smoke-filled pub. On the other hand, I’d enjoy the photo opportunity. Decisions, decisions.

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Everything is gratuitous, this garden, this city and myself. When you suddenly realize it, it makes you feel sick and everything begins to drift…that’s nausea. by casino games

roulette | December 8, 2004 11:32 AM
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    forget!




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