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Last night.  
07:53am 18/06/2004
I went out, got mah little groove on, lost my lighter, broke my arm (I think), found a watch, bought a doll, stole half a burger, and generally had a hell of a time. I'll go see someone about my arm if I can't get to sleep. Otherwise, I'll just write it off as a mighty bruise, and cease any and all whining 'bout it. I paid for the burger, btw, and hgopefully, the lighter will come back. Not as hopefully, the owner of the watch will identify it... although it is a really nice watch.... Anyway, the bartender, Mara, actually knows how to make a decent red-headed slut. (my 2nd-favorite drink, not a carrot-top of easy virtue) One of these days, I gotta call up bettiegirl, and see if I can entice the recipe of the sacred and most holy "Carmel Apple" out of her. But first, I must find 20 small transformers (the electrical thing, not the toy) for my father, and then wander off to bed. Wish me luck. 
mood: sleepysleepy
music: the hum of the AC
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Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong
Um. Ouch!
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