Man I feel sooooo hungover.
And the weird thing is that I didn't have anything to drink. Which means I'm actually just sick.
Fuck.
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Late night rantings from a forty-something computer programmer. Check your expectations at the door.
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- A Poem
- Work, Play and Poetry
- Okay, Maybe it Ain't So Bad
- Workin' Out is kinda Weird
- That's It!
- Going Along Swimmingly
- In a Dry Season, no Rain Will fall
- All's Quiet on the Western Front
- Porno!
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