Untitled. I like that.

And I thought yesterday was one of those days.  Today really was one of those fucking days.  God.  Just, fuck you, god.

I’ll see how tomorrow goes.

Unless I’m much mistaken, it’s the 43rd anniversary.  Or rather, it was half an hour ago.

Unless I’m much mistaken, it’s the 43rd anniversary.  Or rather, it was half an hour ago.

Did something to something in my arm and now I can’t lift it above my head.  But I’ve got a spare.

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